Paroles de la chanson passport stamps par Big Sad 1900

[Big Sad 1900]
Passport stamps and luggage claims (Yeah, for sure that)
One more flight and it's all just the same (You know how I be comin' like)
Crossing oceans, but then it change (That's that syrup, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Boom is the moment they call out your name

[Big Sad 1900]
Look, slide out the country, let me take you on a trip (Come on)
Out in Greece on the beach, I just wanna see you strip (Come on)
We party in Ibiza, wanna see you move your hips (Yeah)

You the baddest bitch around, you do that thing with your lips (Do that thing with your lips)
I'ma take you 'round the world, we do stops in Dubai
Call me Mr. California, I'm up off that Westside (Mr. California)
We could've had it poppin' 'round this bitch, why would you lie? (Why would you lie?)
Thirty thousand feet up in the air, I'm in the blue sky (Yeah)
Yeah, I don't need you with the camel, let's go scuba dive (Come on)
She wanna tell me I'm the one, but I know she lie (I know that, bitch)
Mexico and Thailand, I'll let you decide
Come through playin', do you, bye, do or die (Yeah)
Let's take a trip, we do Sydney or Italy (Or Italy)

And you can go and tell your mama that you into me (Go tell her)
Nobody never slut you out, but you finna be (Yeah)
And you can go and tell them people what you meant to me (Tell them people what you meant to me)

Passport stamps and luggage claims
One more flight and it's all just the same
Crossing oceans, but then it change
Boom is the moment they call out your name

[310 Babii]
You wanna take a trip? I wanna see you strip
I'm tender 'bout my bitch, over mine, I'll send a blitz
I love rubbin' on your hips, I love kissin' on your lips

All these hoes be lyin' on me, but lil' baby never trip
Right now, we out in Mexico, she know the kid got checks to blow
I want the pussy, keep the throat, she know I'm goin' deep for sure
We can go to London, Hawaii, Japan
Want some passport stamps, it's me and Sad, just bring your friend
She ain't never been outside the country
And she goin' back home to tell her people that she love me
Top-floor suite, bathtub full of bubbly
Trips overseas for the free, life lovely, for real

[Big Sad 1900]
Passport stamps and luggage claims

One more flight and it's all just the same (Yeah, for sure that)
Crossing oceans, but then it change (You know, long flights overseas, what we doin'? Dubai)
Boom is the moment they call out your name (Yeah, China, Africa, Jamaica)

[Big Sad 1900]
Yeah, this type of shit I be on be different, like, you know?
We changin' motherfuckin' weather, the time, everything
We ain't even in America, we on the surface, yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
Doin' boss shit