Year: 2005-2007
Director: R. Kelly/Jim Swaffield

What is there to say? We mean, really. Not only was the song a glorious phantasmagorical soap opera of the trifest proportions, but the video in its 22-chapter entirety (released in three parts) managed to perfectly capture every surreal detail, from the bisexual husband to the stuttering pimp to the midget stripper who shit himself. And about 3 dozen other things that are even more fucked up.

In the DVD commentary, R. Kelliy gives a truly unforgettable explanation of his own lyrics. Scorsese ain't got shit on the R!