STFU Veronica Vega (Ft. Pitbull)

[Verse 1: Pitbull]
You can buy school, but you can't buy class
Acting like you got it hot but you can't bypass
All my women skinny but they got fat ass
Pucker up and tell the world to kiss my ass
I seen your type before, acting like you raw
Call up Santa Claus, we got a ho-ho
She's a stripper but she say she dance go-go
It's okay, mami, I can keep it on the low, low
My mother [?]
Yo soy [?]
Baby, let's start the game
I saw, I came, I conquered, [?], I'm a monter, man

[Chorus: Pitbull]
You say you gettin' money but you livin' with your mommy
Bitch, shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up
You say you drive Lamborghinis, Maseratis, Ferraris
Bitch, shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up
You say you in a club poppin' bottles with the models
Bitch, shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up
You say that you be thuggin' in the street and you be ballin'
Bitch, shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up

[Verse 2: Veronica Vega]
He say that he want it but you know that he can't handle it
(He say that he want it but you know that he can't handle it)
You-you-you can't [?] ain't got a [?]
You broke, chico, we heard about that dick
So you can't offer shit (Boom)
You can't pay no rent (Boom)
All your money spent (Boom)
That ain't ballin', bitch
You lie, you frontin'
Why bother? You nothin'
Sing models, sing bottles, sing [?]