Tell me, How do the Girls Look?
So good, but their brain is not ready, I don't know.
You gotta talk to, Woman,
cause her mind is so steady. So here we go.

Little girly listen to me stop giggling and kissing to me,
try to refrain from playing the childish games. and from your notebooks,
please erase my name, kill the love letters, cause yo your living lame,
I'm making records, my head didn't go and swell,
Aja West is just to advanced for show and tell. Don't get offended,
no insecurity, Age is but a number it's all about maturity.
Don't think I'm dissing, I'm educating, until I think your ready, I'm waiting.
But now I read ya like a book I must delve, boyfriend after boyfriend
and your not even twelve.
What's your rush, no need to debate, honey save yourself for West and
I'll be worth that wait. 2 or 3 years don't be presured by your peers,
surrender and prepare to shed tears. Remember mom, the things you learned about,
cause I don't need a girl who's 14 and burnt out.
My advice, you think twice, you wanna be with Aja West you pay the price,
of being older, mature, a woman all endure, and if you try to diss me I'll play you
for
sure. In 4 or 5 years or more, but for now...

Tell me, How do the Girls Look?
So good, but their brain is not ready, I don't know.
You gotta talk to, Woman,
cause her mind is so steady. So here we go.

Walking down street, fly honey, dipped the opposite of bummy,
Step to her, You look swell, got a number, gotta a man I won't tell,
It really don't matter, to me it mean nothing, next time I'm feeling ruff,
I'll just snuff him. Anyway how old are you G, 13,
I'm outy.
"Hold up, who do you think you are",
I'm Aj West, Superstar.
"I might be young, but don't be misled, with this dope body you'll choose me instead."
Don't get me wrong, your body ready, come back in three years when
your mind is more steady. Not trying to diss , Just trying to blow up,
but do me a favor hun...

Tell me, How do the Girls Look?
So good, but their brain is not ready, I don't know.
You gotta talk to, Woman,
cause her mind is so steady. So here we go.

Down town, village, fly cuttie, crazy thick, freshly dipped, fat doobie,
Didn't waist time to kick my game, I stepped up to her and showed no shame.
How you doing, I'm Aja West, "One with the mouschache and the indian vest."
Forget that, Your name and your number, "chill... maybe if I was younger"
How old are you, said, "seventeen". So what, I can get inbetween.
Asked my age, What you wonder? Don't be a fool, age is just a number.
Where's your head at, I'm mature, my money, I'm doing tours.
Stay out my pocket, It'll be splendid, I make money, I'm gonna spend it.
Damn, I thought with you I could go steady, but your mind is not ready.
Body, woman, flyest in the world, mentally, lady, just a little girl.