We don't talk about apple bottom jeanz, jeanz, jeanz, jeanz |
We don't talk about apple bottom jeanz, but |
It was my wedding day |
It was our wedding day |
We were getting ready |
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky |
No clouds allowed in the sky |
flo rida walks in with a mischievous grin |
Thunder |
You telling this story or am I? |
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on |
flo rida says, "she got low low low low" |
Why did he tell us? |
In doing so, he floods my brain |
Abuela, get the headphones |
Married in a hurricane |
What a joyous day but anyway |
We don't talk about apple bottom jeanz, jeanz, jeanz, jeanz |
We don't talk about apple bottom jeanz |
Hey, grew to live in fear of flo rida stuttering or stumbling |
I can always hear him sort of rapping and mumbling |
I associate him with the sound of falling explicit, fu fu bleep |
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling |
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling |
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand |
Do you understand? |
A seven-foot mic, raps along his back |
When he says shaw tay it all fades to black |
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your sing alongs (Hey) |
We don't talk about apple bottom jeanz, jeanz, jeanz, jeanz |
We don't talk about apple bottom jeanz |
He told me my reebox would die, the next day, dead (No, no) |
He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (No, no) |
He said that all my beer would disappear, now, look at my fridge (No, no) |
Your fate is sealed when the lyrics are read |
He told me that the boots and the fur |
Would be promised, and someday be mine |
He told me that my jeans would grow |
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (Óye, Mariano's on his way) |
He told me that the boots with the fur |
Would be just out of reach |
Betrothed to another |
It's like I hear him, now |
Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you |
It's like I can hear him now, I can hear him, now |
Um, apple bottom jeanz |
Yeah, about that apple bottom jeanz |
I really need to know about apple bottom jeanz |
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, flo rida shawty, your boyfriend's here) |
Time for dinner |
A seven-foot frame, raps along his back (It was my wedding day, it was our wedding day ) |
When he says shawt ay it all fades to black (We were getting ready and there wasn't a cloud in the sky) |
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your sing alongs flo rida walks in with a mischievous grin) |
You telling this story or am I? |
Óye, Mariano's on his way |
flo rida says, "she got low low low low" (He told me that the boots with the fur would be just out of reach) |
In doing so, he floods my brain (Betrothed to another, another) |
Married in a hurricane (And I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm NUTS |
He's here |
Don't talk about apple bottom jeanz, no |
Why did I talk about apple bottom jeanz? |
Not a word about apple bottom jeanz |
I never shoulda brought up apple bottom jeanz |
we dont talk about apple bottom jeanz
Song parody of We Don't Talk About Bruno / Stephanie Beatriz by "We Don't Talk About Bruno" is a song from Disney's 2021 animated feature film Encanto, with music a
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Submitted on: April 08, 2022
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