...And redeemed himself.
Check what he called his "brown liquor" version of Icona Pop's "I Don't Care."
The original is my JAM, some people know:
But his slow-jam sexified version made me feel bad for telling people I'm tired of that whispery falsetto thing Thicke does when he performs.
(Not to mention, that white boy showed out at the BET Awards a couple weeks ago...)
If he is on that shit, lemme taste a lil bit.
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