44. Casper Magico, Nio Garcia, Darell, Nicky Jam, Ozuna & Bad Bunny, "Te Boté"
In this seven-minute-long all-star remix, lengthy enough to incorporate superstars Nicky Jam, Bad Bunny, and Ozuna (in addition to Casper Magico, Darell and Nio Garcia), men are the ones who are wronged and get even. “Te Boté” (I kicked you out), says one after the other, explaining with bravado and sometimes a touch of regret why they’ve gone looking for sex and love elsewhere. The hook and beat are hypnotic enough that seven minutes pass without a thought of reaching for the skip button. -- LEILA COBO
43. Arctic Monkeys, "Four Out of Five"
Maybe Arctic Monkeys were never going to live up completely to the hype of 2013’s AM after a half-decade respite, but “Four Out of Five” remains a fine return to prominence for the Englishmen. A seedy stomp through taquerias on the moon and gentrifying lunar neighborhoods, the lead single from the band’s Tranquility Base Hotel + Casino is a travel brochure for the resort in question -- and don’t worry, there are no dark desert highways or warm smells of colitas here. Hence the so-called “unheard-of” four-star rating, perhaps. -- KEVIN RUTHERFORD
42. The Weeknd, "Call Out My Name"
After conquering mainstream pop with hits like the Daft Punk-assisted “I Feel It Coming” and the strutting “Can’t Feel My Face,” the Toronto artist née Abel Tesfaye returns to his earlier -- and much darker -- R&B roots on this crushing, bleary breakup groove from his six-song mini-album, My Dear Melancholy. This time, over a typically woozy, drunken soundscape, Tesfaye opens his wounds deeper than ever: “I almost cut out a piece of myself for your life,” he wails in one of many personal lyrics, presumably referencing his ex Selena Gomez’s kidney transplant last year. If the confessional is tough to listen to, it’s only because Tesfaye nails the sickly misery of heartbreak so well. -- TATIANA CIRISANO
41. A$AP Rocky feat. Moby, "A$AP Forever"
“A$AP Forever” should not work. A$AP Rocky? Great on his own, especially here, with some expert wordplay on his verses and an infectious, boastful flow. Moby’s “Porcelain”? 1999 it ain’t, but as Play’s most essential track on an album full of them, it’s ever-welcome. Mashing the two together seems absurd -- and to an extent it is, particularly when the bottom drops out of the song about halfway through, with Rocky’s vocals giving away to "Porcelain" in its near entirety while Khloe Anna’s vocals tether it to the present. But somehow, some way, it ends up being one of Rocky’s most satisfying tracks yet. -- K.R.