And now, a song for all you fans of keyboard short cuts…

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Alex Ostroff: The production on the verses is copied from “This Is Why I’m Hot.” The chorus is pasted from a Drake drunk dial. Diggy has a decent growl on him, but even that feels like a lift from Missy’s “Lick Shots.” “Copy, Paste” is by no means novel — it fails to innovate enough to be either excitingly great or shockingly terrible. Plus, is it really possible for everyone else to copy you when nobody knows who you are yet?
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Brad Shoup: For a career this lulzworthy, it’s damn tragic no one saw the pasta possibilities. Surprisingly, the chorus is the best part; the Auto-Tuned backing vocals give him liftoff, like those crap suspension FX in the video. The rest is a pastiche of Chris Brown via everything you didn’t like about Watch the Throne.
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Jonathan Bogart: You’d think I’d be tired of Auto-Tune by this point, but no, in the right hands it still sounds weird and alien, like a machine asking you to consider its feelings.
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Edward Okulicz: I was thinking about how strained the metaphor in the chorus was, and I wasn’t 100% sure if I meant the “person as document to be copied” idea being strained, or the rather nasal strain of the intonation itself. Diggy is competent, but he hasn’t communicated an identity to read, let alone copy, yet.
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Mallory O’Donnell: I’m pretty sure that “Diggy” has the party of the first part confused with the party of the second part in terms of who’s doing the “copying,” and/or “pasting” here. I tried to get my lawyer to help clarify, but she passed out while the beat was dropping. Or is it being dropped? I’m never sure.
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Anthony Easton: You know when you xerox the original too many times it starts to bleed and become unclear — until it is just a unreadable gloppy mess? This is a lot like that. 
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Katherine St Asaph: ALT-F4.
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