Music Video

The Game LAX Gentlemans Affair feat. Ne-Yo
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
The Game
Vocals
Jonathan Rotem
Jonathan Rotem
All Instruments
Ne-Yo
Ne-Yo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Taylor
J. Taylor
Songwriter
Jonathan Rotem
Jonathan Rotem
Songwriter
Shaffer Smith
Shaffer Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Doremus Clarke
Chris Doremus Clarke
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Geoff Gibbs
Geoff Gibbs
Recording Engineer
Greg Ogan
Greg Ogan
Recording Engineer
Jonathan Rotem
Jonathan Rotem
Producer
Samuel Kalandjian
Samuel Kalandjian
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Steve Daniel Baughman
Steve Daniel Baughman
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
See, the bitches be wanting a thug
And the ladies be wanting a gentleman
If you don't wanna fuck with a thug
I suggest you ride with Ne-Yo
[Verse 2]
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
Can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair
If that's not you, then please be off
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
Can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair
If that's not you, then please be off
Then please be off
[Verse 3]
Fuck this old **** whistling for?
Outside my door, apartment 5B
While I learn to cook my first ounce of raw
Used to whistle while I work
She whistle while she twerk
Bitch, bounce that ass while you roll that blunt
It can't hurt
While you wet, then come out of that skirt
Bend over make it squirt
You can be my Superhead
Maybe we should try that first
Let me whistle while you jerk
Run my hand up your shirt
If you with it, say you with it
Let me hear my birdies chirp
(We like it)
Back shots make a bitch go berserk
The Game will make it hurt
T-Pain know I'm a flirt
(And we love it)
Get your ass up and fuck me, then
I know you brought your girls
Girl, fuck your friends
Matter fact, I wanna fuck your friends
Nah, I ain't mean it like that, shit
[Verse 4]
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
Can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair
If that's not you, then please be off
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
Can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair
If that's not you, then please be off
Then please be off
[Verse 5]
There's the door
Swag's a standard
No less, no more
If you have none, let Neezy know
Because that's all they checking for
Flashing paper, player, stop it
Swag is in you, not in your pocket
Trying to buy her ain't gon' fly
'Cause she wants smooth, gentleman life
She likes the way that everything
I do it so fresh and so clean
My tone is free, no need to scream
Bounce like demeanor firmly
[Verse 6]
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
It can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair
If that's not you, then please be off
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
It can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair
If that's not you, then please be off
Then please be off
[Verse 7]
It can't be about C-notes
She know my pockets deep enough
To see a deep throat
But she won't see no dividends like three times dough
And that's triple X rated, you know
My bitches only want the weed, some X, some blow
Know not to ask for the keys or no extra dough
I give 'em dick, no dough
She give me shit, she go
All she got was a baby and The Game logo
That was then, this is now
Lift it up, break it down
I go in, she come out
That's when the pussy make a sound
It'll never be the same, every time you fuck with Game
Silk sheets, long dick, hot tub, Lil Wayne
Like I ain't never ran from no pussy
And I damn sure ain't 'bout to pick a day to start running
I said I ain't never ran from no pussy
And I damn sure ain't 'bout to pick a day to start running
[Verse 8]
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
Can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair
If that's not you, then please be off
This sex appeal
Can't be bought
It's not a skill
Can't be taught
This is a gentleman's affair
If that's not you, then please be off
Then please be off
Written by: J. Taylor, J.R. Rotem, S. Smith
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