Like many of his peers, Justin Bieber has been transitioning from cherubic child star to young adult with a decidedly calculated revamping of his image. First came the surprisingly sophisticated “Heartbreaker,” a moody, Drake-like ballad that felt plucked from a ’90s R&B catalog. Then a few more releases in a similar vein followed, one of them, “Hold Tight,” going in for more sexual innuendo than any of his previous efforts. (Sample lyric: “Not to mention that thing is swollen/ You got me oh so in a trance/ Something like a Ziploc/ Put our lips locked.”)
Bieber’s transformation into a crooning lothario is now complete thanks to a duet with none other than the modern master of explicit R&B, R. Kelly. On “PYD” (“put you down”), Bieber lets the object of his affections know exactly where and how he plans to please them: “On a plane, a train, an automobile doesn’t matter/ I’mma put you down (PYD PYD PYD)/ All the way down (PYD PYD PYD).”
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