Miss Primetime

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Hold on to my mind, I wanna hear you lie
Step into the light so you can feel the life

I want that wet, wet, dripping down
Ain't no thing like this around
Ain't your mama tell you that you got you something special?
This is primetime, got a private show tonight
And I'm ready for it
Baby, it's too late to jump out that window
Remember that you're a star in my car as we creep slow
Got pipes like Whitney
Met you at the show, now you in the car with me
Friends at the bar all avant-garde
Want a minaj, but you no Nicki
Make out monster, don't leave no hickeys
Got one night left in your city
Want a new purse but my tank on empty
So I save that money, just give this [?]
Just take a ride with me
Headed nowhere, just sit back [?]
Cool tomorrow, [?]
Cause I could, I could learn you something
No confidence when the lips keep touching
[?] to keep me coming
[?] the bright lights and white discussions
I'll give you the life you wanted, say cheese

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Hold on to my mind, I wanna hear you lie
Step into the light so you can feel the life

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

Hold on to my mind
Step into the light
Hold on to my mind
Step into the light
Hold on to my mind
Step into the light
Hold on to my mind
Step into the light