Oh, Manchester, So Much To Answer For

a/k/a "Son of 'Blame It,'" and I mean that as a compliment, even if Songz does utter the line "I'ma beat ya body like a congo," I kid you not. It's all about getting wasted and hooking up in the club - seems like each year there's one good song with that subject matter (and about 100 bad ones). Besides, the "congo" line is ultimately mitigated by Fabo's fine line "I make you say 'aah' just like I'm your doctor/All I prescribe is cranberry and vodka." The beat is perfect, and perfectly trashy too, which combined with its subject matter makes for one tasty cocktail. (I had to!)