I've crossed paths with two low-key celeb chicks in my time, both rap queens with that thugged-out energy: MC Lyte and Foxy Brown. Real talk, they ended up chopping it up with me 'cause I wasn't on no starstruck shit. I was just being myself, cracking dumb jokes like usual.
I asked Foxy if she could body one of my enemies for me. She looked at the big dude next to her and said, "The fuck this nigga talkin' bout?" I hit her back like, "My girl… I'm wondering if you can body my girl. She getting on my damn nerves today." Foxy and everyone around her started cracking up. I followed up with, "I'm just fuckin' witchu,". It was Jamacia queens crowded so I got my weed and bounced.
MC Lyte was more of an intimate setting. This was at the Nuyorican during an open mic night. She just happened to be in the building, so my dumb ass signed up last minute without even having material. I wrote "spoken word/song" on the signup sheet just to wing it.
I hit the stage and started singing (really poorly) about how I had no talent, no money, no brains, but no one in the room could whoop my ass. Crowd loved it, I made a damn fool of myself, but afterward Lyte bought my table a drink. I just held up the double whiskey and left it at that.
Honestly, I think most people got a shot with celebs. They're surrounded by clout-chasers and yes-men all day, folks who'd suck dick or eat box just to orbit the fame. Sometimes just being normal works.