[Verse 1]

You both think you're think clever, don't ya?

Talk to me then you're talking to her

Her eyes on my figure when I walk in the bar

You think you got this under your radar

I'm not your Cleo-trap-her

It's a pyramid scheme he want me under

But he's your piece, I'm not his number

You think you're so smooth and a player

My body made of gold you know it's treasure

Treat it like it's rare for your pleasure

Trace along my skin like a scripture

Two mouths on me, holy mixture

[Chorus]

(Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture)

Do you believe in the ancient art?

The dance where two tears one apart

[Post-Chorus]

(Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture)

[Verse 2]

These triangles don't have it easy

Like pyramids baby, they're real sleazy

Listen up, no, I'm not a hater

But every boy's like "no, I want iKeda"

I'm like "I'll see you later"

He's telling me that he'd never date her

Don't understand, need a translator

Just make the beat 'cause I'm done waiting

[Bridge]

Now since I came about

Boys they look and they scream and shout

Shut your mouth, turn me up on the fader

Know your place boy, 'cause you ain't no player

Now since I came about

Boys they look and they scream and shout

Shut your mouth, turn me up on the fader

Know your place boy, 'cause you ain't a player

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]

Do you believe in the ancient art?

The dance where two turns one apart

Do you believe in the ancient art?

The dance where two turns one apart

[Post-Chorus]

(Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture)

(Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture)

[Outro]

(Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture)