It feels marginally significant that this is essentially a Drake song—he raps first and does the hook anyway—but if we were Baby we'd definitely position ourselves in the middle between Drizzy and Weezy, too. Even if people snooze during your part they still wanna see how it ends. It's interesting to see such a classic pre-recession type of video with cars and cascading waterfalls of cash raining down upon Baby's delicate bald head, but for some reason this is less annoying than hearing about Jay-Z's Tribeca loft, maybe because we are easily irritated New Yorkers and this is a cartoony video set resembling The Price is Right.
