One of the Tashas opens a New York show with rapid-fire crowd hype, shouting "New York" and pushing the energy from intimate to full-stage intensity. She's nervous, confrontational, and unapologetic, building the room into a rallying call before Miami.
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The door, the door, the door, the door. Actually, get that right there. You see what that say? You see what that say? New York. Yeah, ready. Welcome. I'm one of the Tashas. New York. Hold on, give me— I'm mute. Yeah, we're good. New York. You see this? What that say? Welcome. I'm one of the Tashas. I know you are. I'm nervous. Nervous and tired at the same time. Okay. It's my own. Oh, you heard me. I'm nervous. I ain't over this. We going in New York. We here. We here. Why no guests? New York! I don't hear y'all making enough motherfucking noise. New York, here I come! I'm coming, I'm coming! Why now? I'm over here, bitch! I'm over here! Listen, this noise ain't for me. No, no, no, no, no, I can't take credit for that. This y'all shit. You already know, bitch, we from the bedroom. To the motherfucking stage! Make some noise for yourself! You too! You too! You too! Y'all see that shit? You too! Y'all see New York? You too! Now you got a motherfucking coat.