It’s the Tom and Ray Magliozzi of rap…

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Rebecca A. Gowns: The corniest extended “woman as a car” metaphor this side of T. Rex’s “Jeepster.”
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Micha Cavaseno: I was ready to hand Wale a decent score since this man has the ability to score R&B hits like it’s nothing. But he’s reached a new level of grating.
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David Moore: Wale splattering his singing voice all over a track he invited Jeremih onto seems at least as disrespectful to Jeremih as the excruciating car puns are to women, car enthusiasts, and people with senses of humor (to name a few rightful offendees).
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Alfred Soto: Now that adult R&B radio is reluctant to play “You Remind Me of Something” these guys want in. “You Remind Me of Something” wasn’t fun(ny) either.
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Jonathan Bradley: I was going to pass on blurbing this because I found it so dreadfully boring, but boredom is as valid a response to a song as any other, so here we are. Wale, I have heard “You Remind Me of Something”; you can’t shine off it twenty years after the fact. If you’re going to do this kind of thing, at least show the commitment to the metaphor UGK did on “Chrome Plated Woman.” God damn; I’d just started to like you again.
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Katherine St Asaph: Between this and “Lotus Flower Bomb,” I feel like the Mathemagician from Phantom Tollbooth, ready to banish metaphors from the world.
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Brad Shoup: As someone with a whole chorus of friends willing me into full-on dad-joke territory, I have to admit: I read the Genius page and smiled. Having to listen to Wale’s haha-jk-no-really-though delivery is where the trouble starts. Jeremih, as usual, transcends the material with a patient, awestruck approach. But even the snares sound like they’re checking for the exits.
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Josh Langhoff: The umpteenth edition of the Chilton Manual to Women’s Bodies has no business being as clever or good-humored as it is, but I’m still trying to posit the GPS in the metaphoric bedscape. Like, is Wale grabbing his copy of SoulMates from the nightstand?
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Thomas Inskeep: Jeremih sounds sweet as anything — he’s the new Trey Songz, isn’t he? — and the track is plush and trappy and atmospheric all at the same time. But Wale’s voice is so “nails, meet chalkboard” and his auto/female metaphors were done better by R. Kelly 20 years ago on the song which “The Body” references. Take Wale off and make this a Jeremih single and I’d probably give it a [7].
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