[Verse 1] (“head spin that shit.. plague”)
Plague the toy butcher, I come for the belt!
Jumping off the top ropes with a head spin….. I don't need help. ooooo o o oo
Like macho man, I hit that snap. Oooo yeah. (“head spin that shit plague”)
Plastic in my hand, make the whole room tap
Toy collection holds more weight than Yokozuna. “head spin that shit plague” oo oo… o
Stacks on stacks, got the room in a full-on coma
Star Wars helmet, cape folded neat
Every box I touch got the crowd on its feet
Breaking backs like Bob Backland, clean (“head spin that shit plague”)
Walk in the case and I split that scene
Woooo, Ric Flair, I let it ring
Gold on the visor when the figures swing
[Chorus] (“head spin that shit plague”)
Plague the toy butcher (“head spin that shit plague”)
Stacks of wrestlers ….. oo oo o elites
Plague the toy butcher
Woooo, Ric Flair
Plague the toy butcher
[Verse 2] (“head spin that shit plague”)
I got clones in rows and a rebel fleet
Dust on the glass, but the setup's elite
WWE on the screen when I pace that floor “head spin that shit plague”
Then I raid the aisle and I come back for more
Top rope energy, Hulk Hogan in my fist
Every chase I grab got a stamp on the list
Plag the butcher, yeah, I said it twice.. o.. ah. Oo
Cut through the plastic, pay the price
Name on the wall and the lid won't close “head spin that shit…. plague”……
Too many legends in the bins I chose
Macho on the mat, and the shelf stand tall
One little swing and I own it all
[Chorus] (“head spin that shit plague”)
I’m a Hulkamaniac.……
(“head spin that shit plague”)
Plague the toy butcher
Plague the toy butcher
Woooo, Ric Flair
Plague the toy butcher “head spin that shit plague”
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