No Idea

Bongo by the way Niggas wrapped around the planet Got me feeling like I'm Janet and it's 1984 Got 'em all in a panic all this body that I'm giving Got 'em coming up with different strokes Been doing shows since high school To the mall, then record in the mic booth Tryna get on just like you Don't chase the money, be humble and let it find you No, I can't tell you what to do (no) I can't tell you how to move (no, no) No, I can't tell you what to do I can't tell you how to move (I move) I know you're thinking that you might know what it is Still have no idea 'Cause when you finally understand just what it is Still have no idea What's love these days? We don't know what to say Heartbreak so much We don't give a fuck Around the corner where X lived In the School street projects cussin' out my ex's Niggas was dying for less then Thank God that we made it out the hood what a blessing Never know what they might do Niggas pretending they living a double life too I ain't never been the type to Talk about some shit I never really been through No, I can't tell you what to do (no) I can't tell you how to move (I can't) No, I can't tell you what to do (no) I can't tell you how to move I know you're thinking that you might know what it is Still have no idea 'Cause when you finally understand just what it is Still have no idea What's love these days? We don't know what to say Heartbreak so much We don't give a fuck No idea Oh, you still won't have no idea