Ghetto Fly Girls

Go Ham On Dez Britches

The ratchet beat up airplane pulled up. Putt..putt...putt.......

The girls walked up to this beat up airplane. It was small like a dust cropper, but they didn't complain. "That looks so ratchet!" Chicken Fajita said. "This is the Ghetto Express!" He was about to throw up some more confetti until Fruit Salad grabbed a hold to him.

The Fly Girls noticed a sign that said: Free trip To Mexico Over Here!

They couldn't believe it! Actual people were loading on the airplane! "Hurry up! Get up on there!" He pushed them on the airplane and a fowl smell made them have nausea. "We need some Frebreeze in this bitch....Whew!" "Listen up bitches!" They huddled around Sackajahamma. "I need a few of you sluts to help the passengers with their luggage and help them sit down." "Ok." They all said. He applied name tags on all the girls.

"THIS IS SO RATCHET! THIS DOESNT EVEN MATCH ANYTHING I GOT ON!" Everybody looked at Fruit Salad like she was crazy. "That's a damn lie." Sackajahamma said.

"Can you help me glue on my weave?" Bonquedasha asked Washanetta because she didn't trust the other Fly Girls that much. They might glue her tracks in wrong. "Umm.....I'll try." She didn't have no glue so she used some duct tape to tape the weave in place. "Yaaassssss!!" Bonquedasha cheered even though she didnt even have a clue on what her head really looked like.

"Well, I can tell you that it looks better than it did before." Washanetta faked smiled. "Now all of the suga daddies will come and play with me!" This man turned and coughed when he saw Bonquedasha's hair. He started coughing uncontrollably and fell out in the aisle. Her horroaches weave made him have a heart attack.

"Somebody needs to get this nigga out of the aisle before I run his ass over!" This big mama shouted. "He dead." "Shit..." She stepped over him with her suitcases.

Chicken Fajita helped the people on board the Ghetto Express....or at lease try to. She watched this man try to get on the airplane with 14 suitcases! "Excuse me!" He kept bumping folks with his 14 suitcases. "Hey....watch it!!" A male passenger screamed. "Nigga, where da hell you think you're going?!" "I'm trying to get away from my wife! She found out that I slept with both of her sisters!" Bonquedasha shook her head at his remark. "Well,um...okay." "My name is Steve Donald by the way." He gave Chicken Fajita a firm grip. "Umm...okay..hola."

"Somebody probably need to check dem suitcases. There's probably bodies up in 'dere." Washanetta said. "Do you want to check them?" Tanka asked. "Nah." Bonquedasha was surprised how many people boarded this free airplane ride. She assumed that people these days would be little bit smarter than that.

"Wow! A free airplane ride to Mexico, you guys! This will be fun! AAYYYEE!" This old white man and his 2 grandkids sat in the front seat with their open-toed shoes and fanny packs.

"Y'all gonna have the ride of y'all life!" This old man whispered in his ear and he pulled his grandchildren close to him. "Get away from my children you crackhead!" "Hey! We don't need any negative energy on this vessel." BarbieDenim calmly said. They looked at her like she was crazy. "Well tell this crackhead to get away from my gran kids!" "I ain't no crackhead!" The man huffed.

"Shouldn't a kind like you be locked up in a state penitentiary?" Uh oh. Oh no he didn't!Majority of the people on the airplane eyed the old man and he shutted up. "Nevermind." He stared out the window.

"WELCOME TO DA GHETTO EXPRESS!!" Fruit Salad waved at the people coming onto the airplane. They covered their ears when they loaded on the plane. "HURRY UP!" This one man held this girl by her jacket and tossed her on the airplane.

"Girl, get yo ass on this plane!" He pulled her by her sweater.

"Get off of me nigga!! Nigga, I don't know you!! Get the fuck off!" Everyone stared at the girl and the man. She started swinging at him but he threw her to the dusty seat. "Sit yo ass down and shut the hell up!" "You ain't my daddy!" The girl appeared angry and frustrated.