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"Passport Junkie" is a song by American rapper and singer Rod Wave, released on September 14, 2024, through Alamo Records as the lead single from his sixth studio album Last Lap.

The song's title refers to a woman who's addicted to traveling and leaving the country, hence her being described as a "passport junkie". The track peaked at #61 on the Billboard Hot 100 and #14 on the Billboard Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs chart.
-Wikipedia
Performed By: Rod Wave
From Album: Last Lap
Genre(s): Hip Hop, R&B
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Rodarius Green, Kirill Vyacheslavovich, Darius Poviliunas
Produced by: Exuising, T Five, Wonderyo
Released: September 14th, 2024
Year: 2024




Rod Wave - Passport Junkie Lyrics
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Bahamas light work
Turks might work
I told her you love to party
(T-t-turn me up, Five)
She say I'm just getting started, damn
Mm, pretty girls, pretty girls, pretty girls
Turn into bad bitches, look, look

Ain't no more holdin' her hand, it's time to expand
She wanna get on the 'Gram and take pics in the sand
She tryna work on her tan, you ever been to Thailand?
We ain't gotta pack no clothes, we can shop when we land
You want bad bitch views? What you willin' to do?
She can't come to your room, unless it's in Tulum
You ain't ready for her, I think you should slow your roll
Is you ready for her? No, no, no, no, no (no, no, no)
She's a passport junkie, spend that bread like a dummy
Yeah, he met her on Sunday, was in the airport by Monday
If you really gettin' money, take that girl out the country
She like niggas that's fun, that takin' shots, gettin' blunted
I'll do whatever for your love, it ain't no leavin' me
Spend a million in a month, who gon' compete with me?
I might take her to Paris, fly out her whole family
He rented a yacht and took her to Miami

Listen, listen, listen, I love Miami
But she don't wanna go no more
She don't wanna go no more
'Cause it's not the same
Times changed
Oh, how the times change
She don't wanna go no more
She don't wanna go no more
She's a passport junkie
Takin' trips out the country
Takin' trips out the country
Oh, how the times change
'Cause it's not the same
Oh, how the times change (ayy, listen)
She don't wanna go no more (if you ain't got no bag, you can't even bag her, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout)
She don't wanna go no more (oh, youngin)
I know he would get it man, two-hundred dollar hotel rooms and shit, used to be the shit, no sir
Oh, how the times change
If you ain't got no bag, man, focus on yourself, man
If you ain't got no paper, man, focus on yourself, man
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English

Bahamas light work
Turks might work
I told her you love to party
(T-t-turn me up, Five)
She say I'm just getting started, damn
Mm, pretty girls, pretty girls, pretty girls
Turn into bad bitches, look, look

Ain't no more holdin' her hand, it's time to expand
She wanna get on the 'Gram and take pics in the sand
She tryna work on her tan, you ever been to Thailand?
We ain't gotta pack no clothes, we can shop when we land
You want bad bitch views? What you willin' to do?
She can't come to your room, unless it's in Tulum
You ain't ready for her, I think you should slow your roll
Is you ready for her? No, no, no, no, no (no, no, no)
She's a passport junkie, spend that bread like a dummy
Yeah, he met her on Sunday, was in the airport by Monday
If you really gettin' money, take that girl out the country
She like niggas that's fun, that takin' shots, gettin' blunted
I'll do whatever for your love, it ain't no leavin' me
Spend a million in a month, who gon' compete with me?
I might take her to Paris, fly out her whole family
He rented a yacht and took her to Miami

Listen, listen, listen, I love Miami
But she don't wanna go no more
She don't wanna go no more
'Cause it's not the same
Times changed
Oh, how the times change
She don't wanna go no more
She don't wanna go no more
She's a passport junkie
Takin' trips out the country
Takin' trips out the country
Oh, how the times change
'Cause it's not the same
Oh, how the times change (ayy, listen)
She don't wanna go no more (if you ain't got no bag, you can't even bag her, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout)
She don't wanna go no more (oh, youngin)
I know he would get it man, two-hundred dollar hotel rooms and shit, used to be the shit, no sir
Oh, how the times change
If you ain't got no bag, man, focus on yourself, man
If you ain't got no paper, man, focus on yourself, man
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Writer: Rodarius Green, Kirill Vyacheslavovich, Darius Poviliunas
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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