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RODEO by Warren Hue: A Thrilling Sonic Joyride

<p>Warren Hue&#8217;s Rodeo gallops into uncharted sonic territory, a wild stallion of a track. Jakarta-born, Los Angeles-bred, this rising star&#8217;s latest offering from his TUNA mixtape is a genre-blurring odyssey, synthy-rock colliding with twinkling keys in an exhilarating fusion of sound. Don&#8217;t mistake this for some trite romantic jaunt down Rodeo Drive; Rodeo is a [&hellip;]</p>

Warren Hue’s Rodeo gallops into uncharted sonic territory, a wild stallion of a track.

Warren Hue RODEO song cover
Warren Hue RODEO song cover

Jakarta-born, Los Angeles-bred, this rising star’s latest offering from his TUNA mixtape is a genre-blurring odyssey, synthy-rock colliding with twinkling keys in an exhilarating fusion of sound.

Don’t mistake this for some trite romantic jaunt down Rodeo Drive; Rodeo is a nuanced exploration of success’s double-edged sword.

As Warren Hue croons about impressing his partner with his newfound LA lifestyle over weed smoke and red cups, his swaggering bravado conceals nagging self-doubt.

“Do you still like this high?” he ponders, the thrill of conquest tinged with uncertainty over whether she still digs him, fame be damned.

Lyrically, Hue paints vivid vignettes, juxtaposing designer duds with the gritty “guillotine the b*tches out the camera roll.”

His flow deftly oscillates between vulnerability (“Nothing like your old dress and the four minutes worth of conversation”) and quiet confidence (“I’m a diamond in the rough, hold up”).

Warren Hue’s distinct vocals imbue each line with raw authenticity; his cadence is equal parts streetwise and introspective.

Sonically, Rodeo is a seamless fusion of seemingly disparate elements, producer Chasu’s mid-2010s-inspired beats merging with Hue’s genre-fluid musings.

The result is an intoxicating, adrenaline-fueled ride through the contradictions of modern life. 

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Warren Hue Rodeo Lyrics

Chorus
Yeah, I took that bitch to rodeo in her new Saint Laurents
Now smelling like weed smoke
Said, she never been out here, been a couple years
Sippin’ red cups feeling like a zero
And I tried and I tried different ways
All made you still feel this way
Do you still like this high?
She says sometimes, not all the time
Yeah, yeah

Post-Chorus
I don’t need it, you say “nah” (Ooh)
I don’t need it, you say “nah” (Ooh)
I repeat it and I bounce back to you all the seasons dryin’ out
I been T’in for a while and you teaing with your crowd
Guillotine the bitches out the camеra roll, told you these gon’ wear out

Bridge
Nothing likе your old dress and the four minutes worth of conversation
With your arm rested on my legs, chest, that’s enough
I’m a diamond in the rough, hold up
She know how I’m in the cut (Oh, no)
Seven shots we going rounds
In this bitch thumbing new amounts
Los Angeles, thank you for the sound

Chorus
Yeah, I took that bitch to rodeo in her new Saint Laurents
Now smelling like weed smoke
Said, she never been out here, been a couple years
Sippin’ red cups feeling like a zero
And I tried and I tried different ways
All made you still feel this way
Do you still like this high?
She says sometimes, not all the time
Yeah, yeah

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