The intro to this is quite likely to induce seizures, but it's worth it because afterward you get to see almost all of Rihanna's boobs. She's so hot she almost even gets away with plastic hair. Almost.
The song itself is pretty hawt too - Kanye doing his thing of pushing pop to its limits, and sounding totally unique. The lyrics are stupid, apart from Rihanna's hook, which is definitely chat-up-line/marriage proposal of the week. But if you've ever wanted to hear electro marching-band hip-pop, this is your chance. And there's a bit of kuduro flavour to the drums - I'm not the only international bass ambassador.
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