pyramids

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 (Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture) Do you believe in the ancient art? The dance where two tears one apart (Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture) 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 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 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 (Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture) (Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture) (Holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture, holy mixture)