[Verse 1]
Guess who's steppin' in the room
It's ya boy Breezy, hit 'em with the auto-tune
Automatic, systematic, robo dude
'Cause I want to
I'm the kinda guy that don't follow rules
So come on, baby girl, let's break a few
Well let me say this
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold on, are you sure you want to play with fire?
I'm guaranteed to take it higher
If you say you don't then you're a liar, yeah
[Chorus]
You don't want my number, baby, you don't want my math
I know what you want, I know what you want
You don't want no picture, baby, or no autograph
I know what you want, I know what you want
You want to hit it, hit it, hit it, smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it, smash
Hit it. hit it, hit it, smash
[Verse 2]
I know her game, she all the same
I don't really wanna know her name
She went downtown like a stock exchange
But all her friends kept cock blockin', man
[Chorus]
You don't want my number, baby, you don't want my math
I know what you want, I know what you want
You don't want no picture, baby, or no autograph
I know what you want, I know what you want
You want to hit it, hit it, hit it, smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it, smash
Hit it. hit it, hit it, smash
You don't want my number, baby, you don't want my math
I know what you want, I know what you want
You don't want no picture, baby, or no autograph
I know what you want, I know what you want
You want to hit it, hit it, hit it, smash
Hit it, hit it, hit it, smash
Hit it. hit it, hit it, smash
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