Yes, this is the one that has Ron Howard in the video…

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John M. Cunningham: In a way, I respect that Jamie Foxx in 2009 is making bawdy club songs with T-Pain rather than the ponderous, serious cat R&B one might expect from a recent Oscar winner. Especially when they’re seemingly a cut above most club songs featuring T-Pain. The ubiquitous AutoTune, for instance, doesn’t seem to be just slathered on for kicks here; its distortion niftily mimics the fuzziness of drunk logic, even as it renders the two vocalists indistinct.
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Martin Skidmore: The use of auto-tune is getting more and more prevalent, and I don’t like it, any more than I liked the vocoder in the past. I don’t mind artists adjusting their vocals to be in tune, but the robotic effect seems particularly poorly suited to emotional songs, and makes performances sound literally phoned in. The stuttering bits here undermine any feeling further. I found this completely tedious and rather unpleasant to listen to.
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Martin Kavka: The production on this isn’t bad, but the lyrics are a date-rapist’s anthem. “She say she don’t, but I know she’s frontin’.” How? Could we have some evidence for this, please? “Just one more round and you’re down, I know it.” Great! “Baby I’m about to show you what you’ve been missin’ in your life when I get inside.” OK. But how is she going to remember the glory of your twelve-inch cock the next morning when you’ve gotten her so drunk tonight? Did you think about that, Jamie? Idiotic asshole.
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Al Shipley: At first blush, it didn’t seem even seem like a particularly exceptional T-Pain feature, much less the jam of the year, but that’s what it’s shaping up to be. Chistopher “Deep” Henderson’s beat should single-handedly launch him into super-producer status: the sliding, swelling synths, and the relaxed swing of a rhythm that patiently builds to the song’s money shot, the stuttered hook over snare drum triplets. The inspired inanity of Foxx’s “feeling on your butt – what!” and T-Pain’s “she looked me dead in the eye, and my pants got bigger” only helps to make casual brilliance of the track more fun.
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Dave Moore: Anyone decrying overuse of Autotune in hip-hop has not listened to enough Jamie Foxx songs without Autotune on them. The production is like a sliced-and-diced “Flashing Lights” and the monotone chorus occasionally flirts with a daring second note, but it’s kind of perfect.
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Additional Scores

Hillary Brown: [5]
Ian Mathers: [6]
Doug Robertson: [5]