a ratty piece of fake hair used for extensions, usually found near copious braiding salons in urban areas, that break off from the roots at the end of the growing season and are rolled about by the wind. They often times encompass other street paraphernalia including leaves, cigarette butts and chicken bones.
Damn, did you see that tumbleweave!? I think I saw a used condom and a half-smoked pimp
. See if you can catch up to it, I'm jonesing
for a menthol.
A random grouping and usually tangled mass of fake hair, which is generally the result of someones weave being pulled out in a fight, that tumbles down the street similar to a tumbleweed.
Man, you see that tumbleweave rollin' down the street?
Yea, and it looks like we could use it to fix Shaqonda's hair!
When two girls get into a fight and rip out each others' weave, leaving the clumps behind such that they blow around in the wind. Reminiscent of tumbleweed, hence the name. Oftentimes a trail of tumbleweave leads to the scene of the epic battle.
After Shaniqua and Tequesta fought viciously over Tyrone, red and black tumbleweave littered the ground.
Strictly city/urban: A ratty ball of fake hair extention (commonly referred to as "weave
") that has been roaming the streets since it liberated itself from someones, ahem, "hair."
Usually it has picked up other debris
in it's tangled mess
, adding to it's charm.
After seeing something skittering along out of the corner of your eye:
"Shit! I thought that was a rat. Just tumbleweave."
A hair weave that blows down a city street like a tumbleweed.
a wind-blown hair weave tumbling down a city street, hence a tumbleweave
Noun. A chunk of weave found laying on the ground, possibly torn out during a fight or perhaps just pulled out and left by a lazy bag. Synthetic (sometimes real) ball of human hair.
"Beware the rolling tumble weaves."
The phenomenon when a woman brushes her hair and the hair stays in the brush like matted fiberous ball of straw, falls on the floor and has incubated for an extended period of time and then the AC kicks on and blows that sucker across the room like a giant tumble weed.
Girl- don't be brushin your hair in my room, I don't need no damn tumble weaves on my floor blowin around.
noun. the sighting of a discarded weave clump often seen in urban-ghetto environments rolling down the sidewalk. Occasionally, if the weave is truley synthetic, it will collect other ghetto debris, such as empty drug bags and bravo nacho bags.
Man, it's hard times walking on Ocean Avenue, always got to look out for those tumbleweaves.