Album: The Evolution of Robin Thicke
Producer: Robin Thicke, Pro J

Like Rick James said, cocaine is a hell of a drug. And it's inspired a hell of a lot of devilishly good music over the years. From Curtis Mayfield's "Pusherman" to Fleetwood Mac's "Landslide," Raekwon's "Knowledge God" to, well, if you believe Keith Richards' autobiography, pretty much the entirety of the Rolling Stones' catalogue. Here, with the thirteenth song from his second album, Robin Thicke made his contribution to the canon. Borrowing Mayfield's falsetto, singing slow over a cold-blooded bassline, he tells the story of movie stars and models in a Beverly Hills hotel at 4 a.m., of wanting to stay young forever. So pure, so white, so R&B. —Dave Bry