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COOL. CALM. COLLECTED. A state of mind Shantey has stayed in for the past two days after seeing witnessing what she did on social media. She flew from California only a few hours ago to New York for a Karen Civil album release party that's being thrown for Dave at a lower Manhattan lounge called Katra. Songs from his album played around the lounge as Shantey half booth table, eating almond crusted chicken wings and drinking a Sprite with ice.
As Shantey chewed on the ice, Shooter reached over to her plate trying to grab a chicken wing but he failed since she slapped his hand down, shaking her head. Sucking his teeth, he leaned back and continued to smoke his blunt.
"Can I have everyone's attention?" Karen Civil spoke into the microphone when everyone laid their eyes on her. Rolling her eyes, Shantey ate on her food not caring what announcement needed to be made. "Everyone raise their glasses in the air," she instructed and everyone followed suit ... but Shantey. "This is a celebration. It's been years in the making. Thank you again to the Def Jam team to Mass Appeal to Nas. Just every influence and every person here tonight. Dave this is a special moment for you. Congratulations."
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While everyone clapped at her speech, Shantey chuckled inwardly and sipping on her drink. Everything in her was telling her to go the fuck off. But it was to many cameras around to do so. She was going to remain humble, on the couch, and eating free wings. With her left hand, she rubbed her round stomach and narrowed her eyes at Karen and Dave recording a video...
