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Jay versus Jay Sean
Me myself
And there ain't no
So listen

Oh, girl, you look so
With that shining on you
I wanna you
I touch you and squeeze you
And you all night long, oh, baby girl

Yo heard it before, so save all the cliches
I really can't believe there's no talent around these
Jay Sean the same old shit
Talking about baby girl and baby girl this

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But you still a bit of style with the fastest
On verse two of with you'
Now you wonder why they slander you

Well, you say you your research, baby
You didn't hard enough, it needs updating
If you think that I'm Craig
Listen to my 1994 demo
I was fast and singing back in the day
Back in the fush niggas and Big L

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 that? It ain't unique after all
What are you? Like a cross Jay-Z and Sean Paul?

You're better off the name you was born
You little pansy you really should been called gay porn
So which one's your lover? Rich or Juggy D?
Rishi, he sees you as his bitch, doesn't he?

Wasn't he the one responsible for your career?
Like a ago, I'm talking like well over a year
You studying 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 sounds
"Mummy Daddy, I to be a pop star"
"Sit down"

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

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

Wow, big deal you got to 12
I'm not surprised If your mum brought half of the herself
You know 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 rapping for
And it was me who got your foot in the
It seems that ego has been suffering blows
'Cause you only get heard when you guest on my shows

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