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Yung Baby Tate

CAMP

 

CAMP


(Tate)

Pack, pack, pack
Let me pack my things
I gotta go away
And when I come back, back, back
I'll be back with queens
No overthrowing me

'Cause my crown goes all the way down to my toes
Everybody 'round me killing it, getting it, glittered in gold
Extra, extra, wash 'em by the ton just like the Post
These hoes not doing enough, that's why they tell us we doing the most

So we go to C-A-M-P (Oh yeah)
Don't you wanna get away with me? (Oh yeah)
We can go to a place so free where
You can be who you wanna be
You can be who you wanna be
At C-A-M-P
You can be who you wanna be

Pop, pop, pop
Popping out real fly
Just like I always do
Over the top, top, top
Tryna reach the sky
I got the perfect view

My crown goes all the way down to my toes (To my toes)
Everybody 'round me killing it, getting it, glittered in gold (Glittered in gold)
Extra, extra, wash 'em by the ton just like the Post (The Post)
These hoes not doing enough, that's why they tell us we doing the most (Doing the most)

So we go to C-A-M-P (Oh yeah)
Don't you wanna get away with me? (Oh yeah)
We can go to a place so free where
You can be who you wanna be
Oh, you can be who you wanna be
At C-A-M-P
You can be who you wanna be

Ayy
I wanna be extra, extra
I wanna be flexed up when I dress up
I wanna be so damn fly
That when I come by, everybody need a heads-up
Tell 'em move like Ludacris
When I stepped in the room, they said, "Who is this?
What's she wearing, and where did she get it?"
I said, "Don't worry about it because you can't fit it"
Everything on me custom, Balmain bustiers bust down
Hair to my toes, it's cold, platinum
It's hard to achieve in these platforms
I'm ten feet tall walking over all y'all hoes
I stand out, y'all bitches like Waldo
Blend in, I can't find you
Know you wanna do it how I do
'Cause I'm so

Camp, please pack it up
And ain't a damn thing about me average, oh

C-A-M-P
Don't you wanna get away with me?
Wanna go to a place so free
You can be who you wanna be
At C-A-M-P
Don't you wanna get away with me?
Wanna go to a place so free
You can be who you wanna be

done

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