[Intro: Traxamillion]
Drop it
Yeah, woo, Traxamillion
Thunderbird, Mistah F.A.B., Turf Talk

[Verse 1: Turf Talk]
I'm smooth, cleaner than the average
No sucker, mama raised a savage
Scrapin', bendin' blocks
In another n***a hood but I'm servin' rocks (See you n***a)
Whippin', what that mean?
I'ma sell cocaine 'til there's no dope fiends
(What about the club?) The club could wait (Club could wait)
Plus all the G's I know pull in late
You see it, yeah, we deep
Any n***a on some drunk shit subject to get beat
(I'm gone) Pilled up (Pilled up)
See the homie on the wall, he is realed up
(To the female) We smoke
Put that on mamas, everything is real, loc loc
(Our cars) Usually the hardest (Usually the hardest)
(My bomb) Usually the rawest (Usually the rawest)

[Chorus: Traxamillion]
(Yeah, sick, sick) Sicker than your average
Sick, sick, sicker than your average (Woo, woo)
Sicker than your average
Sicker than your av—, sicker than your average
Sicker than your average
Sick—, sick—, sicker than your average
Sick—, sicker than your average
Sicker than your av—, sicker than your average (Mistah F.A.B.)

[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]
I move (I move), swifter than a bar do
A superstar, chicks sayin', "Hey, aren't you?"
It's me, it's me, Mister Fabby D
Clean as coke whites, had her throwin' up my T
I be yellin' out "Yee," goin' out D
Baydestrians, we be all in the street
I don't know why (Why) they be lookin' and they starin'
Could it be they never seen a Benz McLaren?
Never seen this fresh ice since Nancy Kerrigan
Do something, I want you to, yeah, I'm darin' 'em
I'm official, no bootleg trace
I ain't smokin' wit' you, this shit might be laced
I Thizz face, you a disgrace (Disgrace)
I dictate, ask your chick how my dick taste
Ooh (Ooh), ooh, she naughty (She naughty)
She wanna suck me in my big body, it's Fabby
[Chorus: Traxamillion]
(Let's go) Sicker than your average
Sicker than your av—, sicker than your average (Yeah)
Sicker than your average
Sicker than your av—, sicker than your average
(This shit is crazy, baby)
Sicker than your average
Sick—, sick—, sicker than your average
Sick—, sicker than your average
Sicker than your av—, sicker than your average
(Woo, Thunderbird, yeah)

[Verse 3: Thunderbird]
I'm cool (I'm cool), something like a summer breeze
Ice cubes, iced tea, frostbite if you touch me
(Hyphy, hyphy, hyphy, hyphy) Yeah, we is
Scraper purple, now yadididis
Sideways, I'll be on the ave
Posted on your block sellin' hella bad
I'm stupid, dumb as I wanna be
Do as I talk, y'all goobers just lonely
Hard on the turf, y'all soft like Wallabees
Thunderbird doin', movin' the way that it's gotta be
Like Cingular, I raise the bar
Pushin' up the street in my muscle cars
Your license? I ain't got it
Ain't no limit, I'm steady mobbin' (Ayy)
Slap in the back, head steady bobbin' (Ayy)
We go so dumb, neck steady throbbin' (Ah-ah)
[Chorus: Traxamillion]
Sicker than your average
Sick—, sick—, sicker than your average
(Yeah, n***a, I'm)
Sicker than your average
Sicker than your av—, sicker than your average
(My n***as)
Sicker than your average
Sick—, sick—, sicker than your average
(I'm) Sick—, sicker than your average
Sicker than your av—, sicker than your average

[Outro: Traxamillion]
Let's go, woo
2010, this some different shit right here, baby
I like this right here, I like this right here
I like the way this one bounce
Yeah, yeah, Thunderbird
Let's go, yeah