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A classier / finer breed of hood rat. Usually a ghetto lightskin chick who grew up with big dreams but ended up with a bigger body count and diaper bills because of her insane libido and deadbeat gangster / grifter baby dads. Or simply a rebellious, suburban-raised white girl with daddy issues and jungle fever.
High potential with zero ambition. Or vice versa. Disney princess inked up like a Chipotle bag. Loves animals. Will bingewatch Grey’s Anatomy and Jersey Shore. 9X out of 10 got nipples, bellybutton, or pussy pierced. Has anywhere between 5 - 10k Instagram followers. Reads smut to get herself off, instead of watching porn.
Fancy ass little fashion diva with superb genetics, who will settle for fast food, a blunt, and a bottle of Jose for a date. 80% of the time jams out to Kehlani and Kevin Gates.
Mid-to-high-functioning alcoholic. Sweet, silly, sassy, and super bipolar. If in a relationship, a ride-or-die Bonnie type of gal. Will throw hands with a bitch.
Tomboyish nympho. Pussy wetter than Wisconsin Dells and Hurricane Harvey. Exclusively hobnobs with long-knobbed Toms, Johns, and Jayquans to slob and get raw-dogged from dusk til dawn.
Most likely a Cancer, Libra, Pisces, Virgo, or Gemini.
“Wtw playa! how’d it go last night”
“Fuckin dope bro. Bagged that shit”
“That’s wassup my boi! Ain’t she like ur boss tho??”
“Yeaaa lmao…who wuda guessed. She a str8 hood bunny”
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Some nasty dirty burnt hotdogs that you can only get in the hood or any ghetto place for that matter. If you eat them you might get food poisoning.
Costumer: Can I get some hotdogs.
Server: Sure we all ready have some made here you go .
Costumer to Friend: Ew this is a hood hotdogs.
Someone who called someone a hood snake after bidding on a blanket that you wanted but didn’t get because you were too late
Ur a hood snag don’t come near me
Tracy Morgan’s nickname for Tina Fey.
Isis in the hood plans to start coming to Charleston, SC more often.
When your fam isn't the best, so you make your friends your family.
I chill with my hood family because the rest of my fam is deadbeat.
When you’re extremely drunk and begin losing all sense of reality. The thoughts your mind once held are no longer there and you yearn for the next beer. It should be your goal at every function to get to this point of blood alcohol level heaven.
Did you see Glynn with the coffee maker at UNH, he was hoods n’ pants that night.
Balls only hanging out the zipper of your jeans. Well spread eagle on the hood of a car while traveling 10 miles an hour or above spread eagle on the hood of the car.
To make it in I was dared to lay on the hood of a car spread eagle with my ball sack hanging out at my zipper hence Alabama hood ornament