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“P for prism got the pop”

Toy legend, I came to play

Slinging pops on whatnot, pay

Pop pop pop, watch ‘em all say

Soda pops, red ,yellow , blue pops, rare pops, cowboy pops ,all day

Low riding pops in the tray

All sorts of funkos pops on display

I make the shelf look like a parade

Little chrome thing with a dented grin

Vintage eyes and a scuffed-up chin

I know the box, I know the spin

Every rare drop, I’m locked in , pop pop

You can hear me come through from L.A.to Texas

When the plastic lights up

Got a cart full of stories

And a hand full of luck

P for prism… he got the pops …

Pop pop pop

P for prism he got the pops

Never gonna stop

Toy legend, toy legend

I got the best spot

P for prism…. Any pop

Pop pop pop

Mint in the case, but it’s still got soul

Old school form and a new school goal

Flip one fast, then I let it roll

Turn a shelf find into a gold mine whole

Tiny truck, tin cap, faded red

Blue-eyed bot with a loose joint head

I talk that talk while I bag that bread

Every fan know what the label said

Whatnot live, and the chat go wild

See that grin on the grown-up child

I pull one out, they go “that’s my style”

Then I line up three for a while

You can hear me come through

When the plastic lights up

Got a cart full of stories

And a hand full of luck

P for prism…. Pop

Pop pop pop

P for prism… pop

Never gonna stop

Pop legend, funko legend

I got the best spot

P for prism…

Pop pop pop

Rare one, rare one

Hold it up high

One man toy show

Watch it fly by

From the backroom

To the front page shine

P for prism……..

That’s the sign

P for prism…..pops

Pop pop pop

P for prism…

Never gonna stop

Toy legend, toy legend

I got the best spot

P for prism

Pop pop pop