Like Manya above, DeBruit left the shores of pony-filled Paris to head to non-pony Great Britain. Since then, he’s had great success turning Nigerian, Haitian, and Persian samples into plasma. Seeing that we’re instructed to throw the Sieg Heil to Hallmark today, nothing says romantic quite like Ginuwine equating his sex game to an equestrian event. In the great “wonky” sweepstakes of British producers attempting to top Timbaland, there is Hudson Mohawke’s “Oops” and this. Ideal for those who have so many horses that bitches call them polo.
MP3: Debruit-“Debruit’s Pony”