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Before the show starts, I touch up my hair and make up. "Oowee, gotta shake these damn nerves off."
I did a little dance before getting my que from my manager. "Ai yougin' you ready? " she asked, holding my shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm straight. " I've been doing this for about a year now, but live shows still make me nervous and shit. "You gon' do great kid, they here for you just be yourself. " I nodded and jogged in place.
"See, this is why you're my manager. " I stretch my muscles and limbs to warm up a little.
"Exactly, now show them wassup, this is yo city!"
The lights turned off completely, black out. The voice of my producer could be heard throughout the stadium's boom speakers. It's time.
I enter the staged while it's still blacked out and get in my starter pose.
Speaker: "WITHOUT FURTHER OR DUE.. WHO'S READY TO SEE MISSSS MIAMIII!!"
The crowd cheered, and suddenly, my adrenaline kicked in. The lights flashed red on and off, giving a eery type of vibe. "Y'all already know who it fuckin is!" I walked to the edge of the stage. The roars of the crowd grew.
"Now- y'all already know, that this is the last stop on the Yougin' Tour. We gotta turn this place ALLL the upside down, Y'ALL GOT IT?! "
The cheers increased and then it was settled. "Aight y'all, I'm not fina hold y'all any longer. The head lights of the stage turned off again as the intro of the song began to play.
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These bitches know not to play with me (right) got a nigga that blow up my phone he won’t Leave me alone but he swears he not chasing me (the fuck) The sickest these bitches Be hating me (for real) and these Lil niggas wish they were dating me (what else) And if these bitches talking that shit I
