Lyrics Vic Mensa – Camp America
Text:
There’s a place, it’s the time of your life
No parents allowed and no playing in sight
You can laugh, until you cry
At Camp America
So much fine, you lose count of the days
Playing hide and go seek inside of your cage
Daddy loves you, so he sent you away
To Camp America
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
It feels good, it feels great
Hey where are you going, you gotta say
You can’t leave, it can’t wait
To go to Camp America
Get on the floor, get on your bag
Let’s have a drank on me, we’ll catch a wave
Pop a pill, don’t be sad
You’re at Camp America
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
We’ll be living it up, not giving a fuck
Splitting you up, then we put you in cuffs
Yeah, you could get lost at Camp America
Take your clothes off baby, let me see what you got
We can have a good time, if you’re legal or not
It’s an ignorant, arrogant, terrorist, heritage
You can finally be an American
Say
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
I wanna have the best summer ever
At Camp America
