Intro

Passport please

Figaro platinum shit, man

Where are you traveling today? It seems you've run out of space on your passport. There's no place to stamp

I'm a soul train, catch me on more clear jets, nigga

Sir

Versace shower sprinklers, nigga

Excuse me, Mister Chef

Suede walls, Bally sneakers from '86

Chef can you hear me?

Brooks Brothers shit...

You've run out of space on your passport

...London, nigga, Monte Carlo. The Caymans

I'm sorry sir but we won't be able to allow you to fly to Abu Dhabi today

Nigga we drink that mothafuckin' Dom Perignon

It's been [?], sir

Jeroboam, nigga, 1907 shipwreck, high chief, nigga

Excuse me, you don't have any more room in your passport to stamp, sir

Spike convertibles

Excuse me, we have other people in line

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