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Guess whos stepping in the room, it's your boy breezy hittin em the autotune, automatic, systematic, robo dude, cause I want to, I'm the kinda guy that don't follow rules, so come on baby let's break a few, well let me say this, 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 your a liar, yeaaah, [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 [x3] I know her game she all the same, I don't really wanna know her name, she went down town like a stock exchange, but all her friends kept cock blockin man, [Chorus: x2] 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 [x3] Aus Songtexte Mania