In the middle of the night Are you calling out for me? In the middle of the night Cry yourself asleep
None of these boys can dance Not a single one of dem stand a chance All of dem girls, a mess I’ve seen it all before, I’m not impressed None of dem get my sex None of dem move my intellect None of dem work for me None of them make me feel anything
I'm so bored in this town take me away from here Playing some kind of new sound Something true and sincere I've got a little girl singing on repeat in my head, oh Take me far away from here
None of dem get my stands None of dem do it like I can None of these chicks got style None of these drugs get me high None of these beats are raw "None of you can steal it" None of these beats ever break the law None of dem kicks go boom None of dem basslines fill the room