Read The Story That Took Twitter By Storm – Zola & Jessica’s Tale Of Trapping, Stripping, Kidnap & Murder “A Wild Weekend In Florida – Trap Tales”
I heard about this yesterday. Apparently a young woman by the name of “Zola” who’s real name is Aziah King, wrote an epic 100+ tweet rant about her sordid tale full of intrigue and espionage. The story was filled with unbelievable cliffhangers, humor, fantasy and romance.
Here are the now deleted tweets from Aziah King aka Zola:
I’ve left spelling and punctuation in it’s original form so as not to disturb the intensity and originality of the story. I did break up the story into paragraphs to make reading easier for you Jessica’s story is also available to read below:
Okay listen up. This story long.
So I met this white bitch at hooters. I was her waitress! She came in with this old ass big ass black dude. So you know as a hooters girl we have to talk to our customers. So I sit wit them & we get to talkin & she tells me she dances! So I’m like. Oh yes bitch me too! Then she tells me this hulking black man is her sugar daddy. & I’m like oh yes bitch my SD at home. I feel it I feel it. So we vibing over our hoeism or whatever. & we exchange numbers!! & we like “next time u dance hum ima come dance wit you!” & they leave.
So THE NEXT DAY I get a text like “BITCH LETS GO TO FLORIDA!” & I’m like huh??? She’s like “I’m going to dance in Florida, let’s go!!” Now I’m skeptical like DAMN bitch we just met and we already taking hoe trips together???? BUT I had went to FL 2 months prior & made 15K. So lowkey I was down. So I was like “okay I’ll go. Who’s all going & when we leaving.” All this bitch says is “be ready by 8”
So I call her like “bitch I SAID who’s all going!” & she says “my boyfriend & our room mate & my room mate has a place in Tampa “. So I’m like ok ok ok. I’ll be ready. So I pack my baddest stripper wear & I’m ready. Now my nigga DID NOT want me to go. He was soooooo hurt. So I had to fuck him calm, & then I left. Now when I got in the car it was a white boy (her bf) & this hulking black guy (NOT the same one)
So I texted her on the slick while in the backseat like “another sugar daddy? U got a type bitch!” & THE BLACL DUDE HAD HER DAMN PHONE!!! So he starts laughing & he goes “I’m using her GPS. no I’m not a SD I’ve known her & her dude for 8 years. We all live together..” So I was like “My bad. Who lives in Tampa?” & black dude (still aint told me his name) goes “my fiance” …so tht was it. Now we on the road
The ride was cool. We all talking. Laughing. Blasting Gucci. I take a nap & wake up in FL…the black guy goes “Ima put y’all in a room then take yall to the club while I go visit my girl. Jarett (her white bf) will be at the room if y’all need a ride after work” ..sounds fair. BUT we don’t pull up to the four seasons bitch. We pull up to a raggedy ass motel. So I said REAL QUICK “I’m not staying here Hun”. THERE WERE LITERAL PROSTITUTES STANDING WITH THEIR PIMPS OUTSIDE. I SWEAR TO GOD. I said “I have $. I can get my own room. It’s fine”. so jessica (the white bitch) pulls me to the side & is like “we gone be at the club all night. This room for Jarrett. not us! dnt even trip”
So I was like yea bitch okay. But trust I am NOT laying my head here. . So we leave our shit at the motel wit Jarrett & head to the club. So we working. It was king of slow (it was early Friday night) the club had HELLA rules which I’m not use to
(Ima full nude typa bitch)
. But this club require pasties & boy shorts & all this other shit..whatever. So after making about $800, I was ready to go. She was talking to some dude, tryna talk him out his wallet & they exchanged numbers. So I was like “call ur man. I’m ready!” ..she calls. The black dude. I’m like ummm that’s not ur man but okay. So I pull her to the side before he pulled up like “wassup wit ur roommate?” And she was like we’re really close. Before I met Jarrett I was with him. He was taking care of me. I was like OHHH well I don’t need that. “Taking care of Me” in stripper language means that was her pimp. So I was like does Jarrett know? & she goes “of course not” …strike 1. So then she goes “I didn’t make anything tonight. What u make because he’s gna ask” ..I said “umm that’s not yalls business Jess!” ..chill. So he pulls up & AS SOON as we get in he goes “what y’all make” we said at the same time “nothing” …so he goes damn my girl said she had a bad night too. We finna go pick her up. (His fiance who lives down here) ..we pick her up & he goes “nobody made shit. Y’all wanna trap?”
Trap in stripper lingo means trick. So jessica goes “hell yea! U got some clients” im in the back on mute. He was like “u can get some!” So jess is like “yea i need to trap. But jarret is at the room!” & he goes “i wasnt putting yall in thay shit hole tht was for him not yall”. Im still quiet….we pull up to a nice ass hotel on the other side of town & he goes “ill get the clients together & text yall off this” .. He handed her a trap phone. So i am mind blown at this point. . So then we get to the room. Nice as fuck. Just me & jess & i start GOIN OFF “BITCH U GOT ME FUCKED UP. IM NOT ABOUT TO PLAY WIT U HO. IM GOIN HOME” so she starts cryin & shes like “i didn’t wanna take this trip alone. Please dont leave me. I would be so scared alone” shes fucking sobbing. Im like oooommmmgggggg really?! Now im feeling bad for the ho.
She goes “u can just check the guys in, he’s not gna force u to trap” i said “OH BITCH I KNOW HE NOT I KILL DEAD ASS KILL YALL” verbatim. So she cleans herself up & theres a knock at the door…i open the door & some fat white man goes “im here for the white girl”… So I check his pockets, take his wallet & let him in…they start fucking RIGHT on the bed next to me. It was a fucking mess. A MESS. So when they finished he gave her $100. I said “jess, u sellin puss for $100???? Pussy is worth thousands. U trippin” she goes “i dont make the prices. The prices are already discussed before they come in. So i was like bitch no. If u gone do this. Do it right…
So i took some pics of her & put em on backpage. Along with a the trap phone # wit a MINIMUM of $500. The phone starts BLOWIN UP!!! I was like “se bitch. I got u a nigga comin up RIGHT NOW giving $500 for 15 mins” …he comes, i check him they get it in, he leaves. .
We are doing this ALL NIGHT!!! She fucked about 20 dudes and her sorry ass pimp only sent 3 of them ..so around 6am JARRET CALLS. She answers on speaker & he is going OFF!!!”WHERE TF ARE U & ZOLA?! The club BEEN CLOSED!” she goes “we went 2 another club cus it was slow”. So im googling 24h clubs (FL has a few) tryna help her lie & he is NOT having it. Hes LIVID. He goes “if u went home wit a dude ur DEAD!” So he asks to speak to ME?! I was likr maaannn ima end up killin these crazy white niggas tonight. So he starts cursing ME out!!! “Where are yall! I kno she’s lying!! Dont be a ho like her zola!!” I said “i PROMISE you, im not” ..he hangs up on me & that was it.
We didnt hear from him for the trst of the night. . We fall asleep. A fee hours later the black dude (I STILL DONT KNOW HIS NAME) comes up. He’s like “how much u make lastnight” jess goes “5,500” i was like WTF WHY SHE TELLIN THE TRUTH?!?! I pimped her NOT HIM!!!! So he goes “wtf how? Thats good but i only sent u 3 clients” she goes “zola made me a backpage” i was like WOOOWOWOWOWOWOOWOW. here we go… So he goes “u can do my job better than me?” I said “i was just helping her out. Irdc. Ur clients were cheap” he started laughing… He goes “give me the money” she gave him ALL OF IT. & he goes “thanks zola. U a real one” & throws $500 at me…. I put that shit right in my bra. Tf. & jess goes, what about me? & he said “u owe me rent jess. U haven’t paid in months” i was like damnnnn.
So we leave & head to jarret & the ragedy motel. Cus our shit was there. As we pull up, jarrett chillin outside smoking weed wit some dude. PAY ATTENTION HERE!! We get out & walk up to them & jarrett goes “here they go” the pimp goes “HERE WHO GO LIL NIGGA, WHO DIS?!” Jarrett starts laughing & was like “he was asking me who i was here wit & i said my girl & her friends thats all. Chill out” .. The guy jarrett was talkin to laughs & goes “ill catch u later man. Nice meeting u.” & leaves. He was a black guy wit dreads. A FL nigga. So we all go up to the room & the pimp is going OFF on jarrett. “U dont knoe these niggas!! I can’t believe u told him 2 bitches in here!!” & jarret goes “he asked why i was out here mad lastnight. All i said was my girl went to work wit her friend & i aint want her to!”
Now the pimp SCREAMING “SO THAT NIGGA KNO ITS MONEY UP HERE NOW?! HELL NO. WE GOTTA GO!! NOW” me and jess are like So we pack our shit & head out. We went to a nicer hotel about 20 minutes away. So the pimp was like “zola keep a eye on jarrett!” I was like oh shit he den promoted me to look out & shit…so he leaves (to go back to his fiance at home) & jarret & jess start arguing.
He was like “i know u was trappin jess. I saw the backpage add ho” and he shows her a screenshot..i was like OH SHIT. HERE WE GOOOO. So he starts cryin like a bitch. I was like wow. Hes like “i thought u were done wit this. I didnt come to FL for this. U messy”..
Then he turns 2 me & goes “this what u came here for zola?!” I said “HELL NA jarret she lowkey set me up. Im not fuckin wit yall after this”. He goes “wow u even set up ur friend. U such a ho” so they arguing for hours. I leave & go down to the pool. I mean, i am in florida ! So MY MAN calls me! I lied & said everything was okay. I didnt want him worrying. I had a nice dinner & then the pimp calls the trap phone I answer & hes like “since u a maadam & shit, do that shit again tonight. But set up outcalls only cus this hotel 2 nice 2 trap out of” I was like cool. I gotchu. Especially for another $500. So i go up to the room & told jess to get ready. Jarrett goes WTF AGAIN BITCH NO!!!!
I said “jarrett calm down. Please” this white nigga starts PUNCHING HIMSELF!!!! Like crazy people do dawg!! I was like OH HELLLL NAWLLL. He goes “if u do this again jess. I will kill myself. I love u 2 much”..
I was like this nigga lost in the sauce & his bitch lost in the game.
So i said “jarret sit THE FUCK down. Jess come on so i can take some pics it’s already 10oclock. Yall playin” so i make her a fresh ad. We come out the bathroom (i did her hair & makeup & shit) & jarret goes “everybody knows you a ho now. Fuck u. I wanna go home!” I said HUH?
He throws his phone at her and its HER FACEBOOK!!! A status of BOTH ads!!!!! HER MOM IS ON THERE GOIN OFFFFFF in the comments!!! Jessica starts BAWLING!! “Omg. My mom had my daughter this week! How could u!! She on the floor literally breaking down” …i was like (blank stare). So jessica calls the pimp & tells “JARRETT JUST PUT EVERYTHING ON FACEBOOK. MY WHOLR FAMILY SEES!” The pimp goes “I TOLD ZO TO WATCH HIM!!!”
LITERALLY 5 mins later its the pimp BANGING at our door. He comes in wit his fiance this time. & snatches jarrett up by the neck. He wasted NO TIME!! He goes “i should really kill yo ass.” Jarrett is dangling off the ground crying “please dont please” ..lowkey im cryin.
The fiance pulls out a handgun yall!!! She goes “u want to bae or what? Fuck him. He did OUR girl so wrong” i was like OH MY FUCKING GOD! So now jess steps in “shes like please dont. Just beat his ass Z” i was like (oh his name z? Okay. Got it) so he puts him down… Z goes. Naw i am gone kill his manhood though. . And he sits on the bed next to his fiance…he goes “sit in front of me jarrett”…. He does…still crying. He goes “delete the post. And give me ur phone” …he did..then he goes “come here jess” …i was so lost.
His FIANCE unbuckled his pants and jess gets on her knees & starts sucking his dick IN FRONT OF JARRET AND I !!!!!! I was like YOOOOOOOOOO. He then gets up…and starts fucking jess from the back…jarret just sitting there…im standin wit my mouth to the FLOOR!!! The fiance right next to them wit a gun in her lap..i was like damnnnnn…So then he gets up & says “go clean up jess. U gotta work”. He looks at jarret & says “any questions?” Jarret says “i wanna go home” i laughed out loud. I couldnt help it.
& z goes “na. Ima spend the night wit my girl so YOU gone take jess to her outcalls.” I was like DAMNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! Thats fucked bro. He goes “zola got the clients & addresses so yall can take her” & him & his fiance leave….the room is silent for the next 30mins. Swear.
The first client calls & says he ready….so jarrett takes us. Z left a handgun but told me not to tell them. He slid it to me on the slick. He texted the trap phone like “im trusting u wit my bitch zola. If anything goes left. Use it” i was like WHAT?! NIGGA I CANT!!! So anyway, jarrett took us to about 4 clients & then the phone was slow. Me & jarrett were in the car together while she was workin so we. Starting haviny deep convo. He really wasnt a bad dude. But he was bipolar. VERY bipolar…so I understood his outburst a little more.
So we head back to the hotel & i flget this one last call late af. & the client says “i got 5,000 but i want 2 bitches” i said “oh sorry we only have 1.” The client goes “well i got 2,000 for 1 but its 4 dudes..& we only do incalls” i was like wow. Whut?? So i text z & told him He was like “hell yea, tell him come on.” So i set it up. Then last min the client goes “actually; out call is fine” & gives me a address.
So we get in the car & head to the address….jess goes “its 4 of them can u just wait in the hall please” i was like bitch iight cmon. So we head up to the room number they gave & jess knocks. A dude goes “who is it” & she says “incall” the door FLINGS OPEN FAST AS FUCK. AND TWO BIG BLACK DUDES SNATCHED JESS!!!!!
Bitch….i ran so got damn fast i couldnt even see straight. I was OUT!!! Fuck that. I run out and THE CAR IS GONE!!! Im screaming “JARRETT!!!JARRETTT!!” This fool gone. So i call him, STILL RUNING & he like “yall done?!” I said “BITCH Z TOLD U TO NEVER LEAVE US!! WHERE ARE U!!” Hes like “im at the gas station. I was thirsty. I though she was gone be a min” Im STILL RUNNING. lmfaooo. Dont know WHERE im going. Im like “they snatched her dude!! COME GET ME. IM CALLIN THE POLICE!!!” He pulls up a minute later & is like “dont call the police.
Call z” i was like “z gone BEAT EVERYBODY ASS!! YOU WASNT SUPPOSED TO LEAVE!” & he’s like “well YOU have the gun. If u call the cops u done too!” I was like shit. U right. So I called z & told him what happened! Z IS LIVID!!! and this deep african accent comes out!! I couldnt even understand him on the phone. I was like maaaannnnn. We dead bro. So z pulls up & is like “let’s go..” I said “ummm ima stay here. Yall go” he goes “IM NOT IN THE MOOD RN. COME TF ON!!!!” So we all go. Me & jarrett on the side of the hall where u cant see & z knocks on the door! ..a man goes “who is it” z goes “where my bitch man?!”
Jessica SCREAMS. & the voice says “aint no bitch in here bruh” i was like oh. My. God…z goes “open the door” ….guess who opens the door. THE NIGGA WIT DREADS THAT JARRETT WAS SMOKIN WIT AT THE RUN DOWN MOTEL!!!!!!!!! I WAS LIKE YOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! So he goes “come in & check.” To z. Z motioned for us to stay hidden. THANK GOD. So he goes in the room & dread head there by himself rn. Z sits on the bed wit his strap out & goes “where she at man?” Dreads goes “well since she wants to steal work frm my girls. She clearly wants to be here wit us….(we still dont see jess) so z goes to the closet and bust the door in & she in there. Tied up. Knocked tf out.
Dreads goes “i got 20K for her right now man & all is forgiven” z said “we made more then 20k this weekend alone. Get outta here!” So dreads goes “my dudes downstairs not gone just let u walk out wit her like that” & z said “we’ll see” …mind u i can barely see Im around the corner. So i just hear everything…next thing i know i hear some shuffling & a gun goes off..once again I TAKE OFF.
But i took off down the hall threw the back!! Jarrett wasnt far behind & then we look behind us & z is runnin too wit jess over his shoulder. He throws jess in the car & hops in the drivers seat! I hopped in wit him & jarret hopped in the other car & we got the fuck ON. Im cryin. I said “wtf happened?!” He goes “that nigga reached for his piece. I shot him in the face man” i was like OHHHMMAAAGAWDDD
We got back to our hotel, packed our shit & checked out. We went to z and his fiances condo…nice as FUCK by the way. Jess is up now & she tells us what happend. Apparently they recognized her from the motel & set her up (clearly) & once they snatched her. They told her to trap for them & she said no. So they beat her ass….thats what z interrupted when he knocked so they knocked her out…
I was like…..I REALLY gotta go home yall. Sorry to kill the mood but i cant take nomore of this. Jarrett was like “same”. Z’s fiance was in the kitchen counting money dawg. Just like a rich ho. So z was like “everybody get some sleep. I gotta get rid of this”. (Talkin about the gun) so he leaves…we all try to get some sleep. The next morning he comes in wit tickets for me & jarrett. Jarrett goes “im not leaving jess here. Not after last night. She has a daughter & needs to come home” z was like “na we making money”
I was like wooooww wit a black eye & busted lip & some FL niggas looking for yall u STILL tryna trap? Crazy. I was like “WELL IM READY!” Jess goes “itll be ok jarrett. I’ll be home in 3 days” jarrett started wit that punching himself shit again…i was like mannn. Here we go. Jarrett goes “come with me or im killing myself” z was like “ugh. Not this shit again. Ill be in the car. Yall 2 hurry up!” So jarrett is literally breaking down. U ever seen someone hysterically crying? Its intense. & jess tryna calm him. . Im at the door ready.
Jarrett randomly stops crying. Instantly. Like some movie shit. & goes “so u arent comin?!” Jess said “no jarrett. I cant” this nigga jarret RUNS TOWARDS THEIR BALCONY & JUMPS!! I swear to GOD. bible. He fucking jumped. I screamed SO LOUD my heart stopped. Jess runs towards the balcony & this nigga jarrett was hanging. He didn’t fall all the way. He was stuck by his pants. THANK GOD!!!! We were only on the 4th floor but he still wouldve died. It was a good drop. So jess is helping him & i call z lmfaoo. Still crying. I was like “jarrett is stuck. He tried to jump off ur balcony” z was like “WHAT IS WRONG WIT THIS NIGGA!! FAMILIES LIVE HERE BRO WTF”
So z came up, helped get him. Slapped the fuck out of him (literally) & physically guided him to the car…jess comes out & goes. “I swear I didn’t set u up Zola. I never intended for u to trap. Thats why u didnt! I hope we can be friends after”. I looked at her like she wasn’t speaking English & i said “im not gone beat yo ass rn bcus u already in bad shape. But i better not ever. see or hear from you again” & she walked away….z LITERALLY buckled jarretts seat belt lmfao. & we went to the airport. Bare with me. It’s almost over. When we landed in Detroit my man picked us up. We both looked HORRIBLE. so washed up & tired
My man was like “who is this white boy & wats wrong wit yall” i said “babe. Neither of us r the same. Just tak him 2 his car & tak me home”
We drop jarrett off & on the way home i told him everything. He couldnt even speak honestly.
Check this out, this the last 4 tweets.
I get a collect call 4 days later from a jail in LAS VEGAS! It’s JESSICA! She goes “we got caught trappin in vegas & we all got arrested”. I said “oh. Why u callin me?” She goes “z was wanted for kidnapping 15 underage girls & is linked to 6 murders including FL”. I said “Florida? Muder? U have the wrong number!” She screams “ASK JARRETT TO BAIL ME OUT, He wont answer my collect call”.
I said “JARRETT??? U really have the wrong number” i hung up & called jarrett. He goes “yea i heard. Its on the news. Hes a huge trafficker”. I found out later that jessica & his fiance played victim & said they were forced & z who’s name i cant pronounce was a african man & was Wanted literally everywhere. He got sentenced to life & i hear jess is back in Detroit wit her mom & baby…. And thats the end of that
If u stuck wit that whole story you are hilarious lol.
Right. That wasn't even the story in full accuracy OR the craziest one I have
— Aziah King ❤️ (@_zolarmoon) October 28, 2015
Then someone who claims to be Jessica Swiatkowski known as the ‘white b****’ has spoken out saying that most of the story is fake. Jessica admitted to the part in the tale about stripping told by Zola about a two-day trip the pair took to Florida in March, but said it was actually Zola who decided to turn to prostitution after making only one dollar at the strip club. She also said that the part about a pimp killing a guy is completely fabricated, as well as the part about her getting arrested in Las Vegas, she claims she has never been to the state of Nevada. Jessica’s ex Jarrett supported most of her story.
Here is Jessica’s account:
Hello World! I hate that you had to meet me under such false & inaccurate circumstances. My Name is Jessica. IG: jessraeswiat. I just created this account. I have ZERO followers.I’m following no one. I don’t care if this gets mass attention. I need to clear my name.
First of all, let me just say I DID meet Zola at Hooters that night. I was with what she calls my sugar daddy Xavier. Let’s just call him X. We were really drunk that night and needed some food to soak up the liquor. #Zola is our waitress. Pretty light skin black girl. Extremely friendly.First question she asked me were if my tits were real. LOL. I was like UH? But went with it
I told her they weren’t. She said “BITCH, I strip! You look like you strip!” I didn’t know whether this chick was trying to holler at X. Or if she was just working hard for that tip. U kno how Hooters girls are. She proceeds to ask me if I strip. I told the truth. I do. She asked me where I strip. I told her I make a couple runs to Miami. It’s where you can make the most $$. She said she’d never been. When she walked away to get our appetizer or whatever. X said we could probably make a lot of money if we take a black girl with us to Miami. Club KOD (King Of Diamonds) is the hottest strip club in MIA and he knew a guy named PJ that worked the inside that could get us in. I was bold with it. I said “HEY! We’ll make some calls and maybe we can get you on the KOD stage in Miami. But we’re leaving tomorrow.”
I thought there was no way this bitch was going to go through with it. Too short of notice. Who just up and leaves to Miami? She has a job. She told us that she worked at Hooters part time and that any time she needed to get off, they were cool with it. I lowkey was pissed! I’m not really into bitches I don’t know. Especially stripper bitches. But X said she seemed like a lot of fun. Outgoing girls make $. We exchanged information and told her to be ready tomorrow at 8am. We’d get on the road early and make it to Florida by night time. I remember her saying “Oh bitch, it’s NOTHING! A BITCH WILL BE READY!” She asked how many outfits she should bring. I told her 2.
1 for KOD where she can be fully naked and 1 for a club that might not allow fully nude girls just incase KOD didn’t work out. We probably stayed in Hooters for another hour. It was already like 2am. X kept staring at this bitch & talking about her. He seemed really into her. I wasn’t taking it too personal. Listen. A bitch rolls with X for the dinero. Period. But I was irritated. You never want to see your trick start lusting after another bitch. Especially a stripper bitch. Stripper bitches do anything for a dollar. Fuck what you heard. They’ll suck, fuck, lie, steal, whatever for the right price. ALL of them.
Let’s cut to the next morning. We go pick up #ZOLA. First things first, this bitch does not live in the suburbs. She stayed in the hood. It wasn’t the worst hood, but it was the hood. She lived in a red & white duplex with her mother. Who was sitting on the porch. Her Mom kept saying, “That don’t look like Berniece!” and shouting “BERNIE?” as Zola comes running to the damn car. We’re like UUUH??? Zola yells JUST DRIVE! So X hits it out of there. I asked her who was Berniece, and she said “Long story…” but apparently…..She didn’t want her mom to know where she was going or who she was with. Zola has a daughter McKenzie that her mom didn’t like keeping.
We drove for about 20 minutes in awkward silence before we stopped at the gas station near the highway to Miami. Zola said she had to pee. Me and X literally burst into laughter. We were in TEARS at this bitch running from the porch as her elderly mother (bless her heart)……was yelling and trying her best to peek into the car. I can’t express to you how funny the shit was. We knew we were in for some SHIT. So, we get gas or whatever. Zola comes back and throws me a bag of Flamin’ Hots like “HERE BITCH! Don’t say I never did shit for you.”
I laughed & told her thanks. So, we hit it on the road. The trip to Florida wasn’t too interesting. Zola kept asking me and X if we ever did threesomes. X told her he had but not with me. I told her “I don’t share dick.” She said “Bitch, sharing is caring!” I said “Bitch, this ain’t Sesame Street.” She said “OK Big Bird.” I said “Don’t ge tput out Elmo”
We both started laughing, but I know she knew I was serious. And I knew she was serious too. Like I said, STRIPPER BITCHES ain’t shit. So, we pretty much make into Miami. X puts a call through to his guy PJ that works at KOD who I told you about earlier. He asks us can we come through now. It’s 6, but he wants to check us out before we hit the stage. New talent hits the stage at 9 for one hr. The girls who get the best crowd response aka make the most money, can stay for the whole night. The club takes 50% from amateur night girls. We pull up to KOD. Instantly the guys outside like, “DAMN! White girl strapped!” lol. Zola seemed a little insecure.
She kept asking me “Bitch, how do I look?” I’m thinking BITCH you look the same. We haven’t even changed yet. The guy who worked the door Oscar let us in. He was like “Ay Monk, look at Snow White!” More references to me being a white girl in KOD. Zola said “Bitch I ain’t come here to be no side show.” I didn’t say anything. Zola walks up to Oscar and said “Fuck Snow White.” She puts his hand on her pussy and kisses him on the lips. The bitch looks right at me. Oscar starts laughing like “YOU WILD!”
I guess Zola needed that for a self esteem boost. Another guy walks us to the back. It’s your typical strip club locker room. Some of the girls who work there saw us and gave us dirty looks. We found a spot in the back of the room to change into our shit. My phone starts going off. I’m thinking it’s Xavier. And bitch, it’s my fiance. Oh, you thought that wasn’t real? It is! Jarrett. I send him to Voicemail. We’ll get to that later. And all the lies told about him. But back to KOD.
We walk out. Nobody is really looking at us. The bartenders and everybody else is in their own world. PJ says we look good. He keeps it real with me that my ass isn’t really big enough for KOD, but because I’m a white girl they think it’ll be fun for 1 hour. Zola starts laughing. Bends over and asks if her’s is big enough. He told her she was a little skinny, but she’s cute. We both get a turn. They asked us what we wanted to dance to. I told PJ “Partition” by Beyonce. That’s my signature THOT anthem. lol. I turn it. This bitch in the back booed and some people laughed. Whatever. I’ve gotten used to black strippers hating on white girls. Zola dances to “Truffle Butter” by Nicki Minaj. The bitch can dance. I won’t lie. But she got ass naked and showed her pussy.
Sorry guys. I was hacked. This account getting so many followers so fast is bringing out the crazies. SMH. I knew it would start.
So yeah, we go back to the car and X asks us how we did. We let him know we have to be back by 8:30. We pull into this seedy motel. A Mariah Carey lookalike walks out starts hitting high notes like, “YOU RAGGEDY BITCH BUY MY MUHFUCKIN ALBUM!” and pulls out a 45. Me and Zola start HITTING IT down the street! Gun shots and whistle notes everywhere in this bitch. We make it to Barclays Center where we’re able to watch Beyonce and Nicki perform “Feeling Myself” which was also LIVE STREAMED ON TIDAL. They killed that shit.
When the concert is over the BALDHEADED, RAGGEDY NAVY was outside pressed like Y NO RIHANNA? We yelled WE AIN’T GOT TIME FOR DAT BIIiiiiiiH. I got in this little bitch’s face like WHERE THE FUCK IS ANTI BITCH? WHEN IS THE MUHFUCKIN ALBUM DROPPING? The bitches kept it cute and ran off. Any mention of ANTI, sends the Navy SCATTERING. I looked around like Where the fuck is Zola? Zola was beating a bitch ass yelling out “YOU CAN SPEAK WHEN MOTHAFUCKIN R8 DROPS!” I had to pull her off the poor girl.
So, anyway… me and Zola tip out in our 6 inch Louboutins stuntin down the street. Paparazzi flashing lights. Tryna get a glimpse. We catch a taxi to JFK and get on our private jet. The next stop? Parkwood ENT. You know bitches gotta work! We make it to the front desk and Ty’s boyfriend Manuel is like Where you busted hoes think you going? We’re like we here to meet Bey.
He was like “Hold the fuck on HOES.” So, we got comfortable in the lobby. We fell out laughing at Ciara on the cover of BRIDE magazine. AIN’T NO WEDDING BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHHHH! He comes back and tells us Bey would like to meet with us. So, shit… we get all cute and go up the Elevator to meet Queen BEY!
Beyonce tells us she loves our loos and that we will star in her next video! We shot it that day.Me, Bee, and Zola!
The moral of this story is that social media is dangerous and can make you believe anything.You see how you all retweeted and believed everything with baited breath until it was painfully obvious it was fake? You all are so thirsty for a messy story that you’re willing to believe it no matter what. Sitting around making Zola famous when 100 made up tweets could have made your own simple asses famous. STAY WOKE.
These strippers done went from the poles to the publishing house. All because of you. I’M OUT.
The story whether true or not has gained the attention of Selma director Ava DuVernay, actors and actresses who voiced they enjoyed Aziah’s story telling. Ariah and Jessica, get together and write the script, put aside whatever differences you have and make some TV/Movie money. What are your thoughts? Who do you believe? Post your comments below.
In India reading #Zola. Drama, humor, action, suspense, character development. She can write! There's so much untapped talent in the hood. x
— Ava DuVernay (@AVAETC) October 29, 2015
— Jackée Harry (@JackeeHarry) October 29, 2015
I can't believe anything Jess is saying because she said Zola's hair was a "short nappy wig" and we all saw the picture
— solange knowles (@solangeknowles) October 31, 2015
That Zola story wild ended up reading the whole thing like I was watching a movie on Twitter
— Missy Elliott (@MissyElliott) October 30, 2015
— Keke Palmer (@KekePalmer) October 29, 2015
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