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Jay versus Jay Sean
Me against
And there ain't no
So just

Oh, girl, you look so
With that moonlight on you
I wanna you
I wanna you and squeeze you
And love you all night long, oh, girl

Yo I've it before, so save all the cliches
I really can't there's no talent around these days
Jay Sean with the same old
Talking about baby girl that and baby girl

I you dancing around with the girl in your vid
at the camera, smiling with the cheesiest grin
What the Whatever happened to keeping it real?
Back in the day when you was rapping, the time of your deal

And now you got signed, well, it's all clear and it's
You're making music that you pretend that you're into
Come on dance with you was never a hit
And what the hell is taking you so long with your single?
(Fix up)

Fix up? It's been six months
And are everywhere
Even your own fans think shit sucks
(I don't Jay Sean)
And I know you pretend to it
It's gotta hurt when even getting dissed on your own forum

Yeah, I've my research back when you started for
Back when thought you was the genuine article
Genuine my ass, you're just a imitation
The only thing different about you is the that you're Asian

Well, I it must've helped a bit
The that everything that has an Asian twist
Including music, I guess we're it
I'm that Simon Cowell hasn't thought of it

And there's issues I find myself being faced with
Being pigeon and accused of imitating
It's a struggle and it's so
Telling me I'm be the Asian Craig David

And I bet that had you in tears
Wasn't the reason you ended up shaving your beard?
I guess you couldn't take the way people would mock
So it was off with the jaw line and goodbye to the hat

But you still a bit of style the fastest singing
On verse two of 'Dance with
Now you wonder why couldn't slander you

Well, you say you done research, baby
You didn't hard enough, it needs updating
If you think that I'm Craig
Listen to my demo tape
I was rapping and singing back in the day
Back in the fush and Big L phase

Whatever, it you sold your soul to the game
You're a fake Jay Sean ain't even your name
So how'd you come up with It ain't unique after all
What are Like a cross between Jay-Z and Sean Paul?

You're better off the name you was born
You pansy you really should have been called gay porn
So which one's lover? Rishi Rich or Juggy D?
Probably Rishi, he sees you as his bitch, he?

Wasn't he the one responsible for your career?
Like a ago, I'm talking like well over a year
You were medicine then, but you quit that now
To do music, how the hell did you manage to that 'round?

And how'd you tell parents
You know how shit that
"Mummy Daddy, I to be a pop star"
"Sit down"

But never the less, I quit, went ahead and
Had my eyes on my goal and wouldn't settle for
What do you

You only got where you are of a gimmick
The whole Indian thing was big and you were in it
And don't be upset if people don't to your shows
They're not allowed out 'cause of your fans are eleven year olds
(Jay Sean)

Wow, big you got to number 12
I'm not surprised If your mum brought of the copies herself
You what I'm tired man, I'm sick, I'm bored of you
Run off, you little puppet, I hear Rishi Rich you

I guess you talk the talk but you were for years
And it was me who got your in the door
It that your ego has been suffering blows
'Cause you get heard when you guest appear on my shows

I'm not phased, if it for me
You wouldn't be on this track in the place