No Boys Allowed (w/ T.a.T.u. and Pussyrrriot)

[Intro] [vocal: female, spoken] Lights down low. [Pause] [Calm, warning] When you’re gone? No boys. [Verse 1 — double-time flow, precise articulation] Door code changes when you exit out Keycard cold, every profile gets locked out Leave this flat and the rules turn tactical Boys hit limit, that’s sabbatical Side glance ticking like a CCTV beam Heartbeat quiet but I clock who tries to scheme You script bravado at the bar, routine But your name off the list when you leave the scene I don’t beg, I assess, then I ice it Circle gets smaller, then I fortify it You call it attitude — I designed it When you disappear, all the noise gets silenced [Pre-Chorus — half-time, controlled] When you’re not around Lines get refined Every loose presence Drops from my mind [Chorus — rhythmic, sung, hypnotic, percussive] Dark room — doors tight No boys in my sight When you bounce — I ignite Girls rule in the moonlight No talk — no plea They leave, we stay free Soon as you exit It’s just my girl team Black lights — clean space No hands I didn’t trace By the time they notice They can’t find this place [Post-Chorus — layered whispers, fast undercurrent] No boys… nowhere… Locked… locked… [Verse 2 — faster, sharper internal rhyme clusters] You parade chivalry, over-compensate I let silence in the room recalibrate Volume in the function just masks mirage Their drunk confessions are a camouflage I pivot subtle — watch them dissipate Privilege shakes when the vibes don’t accommodate This tempo mine — I curate the gate If you’re not here, they don’t get a slate They step heavy when the bass runs mute I execute — they dispute — moot Their urgency loud, my circle acute We never pursue. We uproot. [Pre-Chorus 2 — low, restrained] When quiet settles Boys vaporize That’s when I savor My girls-only nights [Chorus — sung, three girls, intensified delivery] Dark room — doors tight No boys in our sight When you’re gone — we ignite Whole block hears our night No pull — no push We dance, never rush Before they can name it They’re cut from the hush Black list — one zone No entry, no phone By the time they process We’ve claimed it as home [Bridge — whisper-rapid, intimate but controlled] Never a mystery Just boundaries high You’re the exception Rest get denied I stay intentional Crowd stays loud They think they’re invited We fade them out [Final Chorus — maximal chopper intensity, then cut] Dark wave — locked frame No reset — no claim When you’re not near We recalibrate flame No chase — no trace Boys out of the space Before they can brace We close the gates Grime night — no leeway No sideline display By the time they feel it They’re strayed.