#CONGRATUL8ME Busta Rhymes (Ft. London Jae & Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger!
Aye, Busta, what up, big bro?
I got you, five
Woah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Instinct like John Madden
And I went inside a rabbit for these fuckin' karats
No Trina, my bitch the fuckin' baddest
And I tell her how to move just like her fuckin' daddy
Hey, I want more, more, more, addict
I see her once a week just like a bad parent
And you, you know my windows, they all transparent
And Busta gave me that bitch for cheap, clearance
She can have my son, no Phoenix
She dance at Magic, no genie
I wanna trick it, not treat it
Fix on that shit like a wiz', no Khalifa
Bitch, stay the fuck out my business, you not my people
I am a king, she vibrating, like I'm a beeper
Ooh, I love my mama, my grandmama just like a teacher (Ayy)
Who are you talkin' to? I'm a owl, you a creature (Ayy)
Yeah, mama, tell them niggas I ain't ever scared
Yeah, I can never run from Ed, Edd & Ed' (No)
Yeah, I'ma ride her from the back just like a peg (What?)
Yeah, I'ma keep my pistol, you can have the lead
I go over and under just like a onesie
All this ice on Busta Rhymes, Young Thugger blinded
Put my Cartiers on, and I'm gonna find it
What you find, Thugger? Pshh, nevermind it
I'm a fuckin' flower bomb, call me Lotus
We get packs and roll 'em like a Rollie Pollie
I got 'em actin' like they knew, and they don't know shit
I tell her do something, that bitch gon' jump, she on that toad shit
Yeah, she come and help with masturbation
And my diamonds black, night, nigga, Akon
I'm drinkin' syrup, no waffle, Payton
Congratulations, amazing