About this Track
When you press play on Stuck Up, Amaarae immediately transports you into a world of pure musical craftsmanship. The track opens with an arrangement that grabs your attention and refuses to let go, building into a euphoric wave of melody and rhythm that defines what modern music should aspire to be.
On a technical level, Stuck Up showcases Amaarae's evolution as both a vocalist and a curator of sound. The mix is pristine, giving each element room to breathe while maintaining a cohesive wall of energy that drives the track forward. It sounds equally stunning on headphones and on speakers at full volume.
What truly elevates Stuck Up above the competition is Amaarae's commitment to pushing creative boundaries without alienating the core fanbase. The track manages to sound fresh and innovative while maintaining the signature elements that made Amaarae a force in the music industry.
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Lyrics
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Seen me a bitch
Turnt out the dyke
I'm dark like my liquor
Skin, sweat, mixed with the white
She wanna get tipsy
She rolling, bitch, and I might
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be, bitch
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be
My soda, I Spike Lee'd
I'm sober? Not likely
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be
Hold up
I'ma that bitch done sold up
Ice like that bitch Scandover
If I fuck a bitch in a truck, hmm, did I put a 10 in a coma?
Did I put a bull in a dozer?
Did I put a cat in a Doja?
Like, how did you get me so high? Huh?
Silent, I can't even mime, nun
I dropped an album, went Blackinum
Your artist was budding, I sacked them
I'm a big dealer in real life, you just a deal on a track
Okay, okay
I move that dough like that
Baby, you ain't gotta hold your nose
You can't get high off that
Her body looked different, I know the prescription
You ain't gotta lie 'bout that
I'm dipping some pills when I roll
Now I want that bitch in the back
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Seen me a bitch
Turnt out the dyke
I'm dark like my liquor
Skin, sweat, mixed with the white
She wanna get tipsy
And rolling, bitch, and I might
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be, bitch
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be
My soda, I Spike Lee'd
I'm sober? Not likely
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Seen me a bitch
Turnt out the dyke
I'm dark like my liquor
Skin, sweat, mixed with the white
She wanna get tipsy
She rolling, bitch, and I might
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be, bitch
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be
My soda, I Spike Lee'd
I'm sober? Not likely
I might be, I might be
I might be, I might be
Check my phone, check my plug
Pump my bitches up, huh
I'm the trappest in the city when I hit the club, huh
I need all my bitty piggies that be linking up, huh
Squeeze a nigga for his pennies, nigga, it's a stuck up
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