Mugsy Lyrics

Charles Mugford is the name, age 51
His weight is more than 300 pounds
Well bah, he's the Bruins fan with the Aerostar van, yeeiss.
Mugsy.

Mugsy, yeeiss
We tought you was Bugsy, yeeiss
Until me fadder told me, yeeiss
That your real name was Mugsy, yeeiss

I says Mugsy, yeeiss
We tought you was Bugsy, yeeiss
Until me fadder told me, yeeiss
That your real name was Mugsy, yeeiss

[Alphabit]
He drives the pimped out piece of shit van
Whenever you calls him, he get you where he can
Gazeebow, Philly's, where you wanna be
Let's get ourselves some nice V'n'T
When we hopped in the back he had a bag of Tostitos
I'm not blamin' Mugsy but I think he ate dose
Mugsy he's big more than 300 pounds
He gets in the van she sinks right to the ground
Now she's a Ford Aerostar, 1996
Mugsy got room so he picks up some chicks
When you're in the back, there's only one seat
There's Mugsy on the bar road giving 'er heat
Down the dirt track, Mugsy hits the banks
But my parts over, so I'mma hand it to Shanks, yeeiss.

Mugsy, yeeiss
We tought you was Bugsy, yeeiss
Until me fadder told me, yeeiss
That your real name was Mugsy, yeeiss

I says Mugsy, yeeiss
We tought you was Bugsy, yeeiss
Until me fadder told me, yeeiss
That your real name was Mugsy, yeeiss

[$hanks]
He's me homie, Mug V is a big pimp
After the game he ate a bucket of shrimp, that's not right though.
He wasn't too hungry, cause G-bo Unit will never get grub past Mugsy
He's Johnny-on-the-spot with the four wheels
His van is covered with orange peels
We asked Mugsy if he had hand hockey sticks he said
"No boys, gotta save room for the chicks."
He knows about the wedder, rain and shit
He's also no stranger to chips and dip
He likes Tim Hortons, four cream ten sugar
He gobbles that back like he sniffs up da booger
That's all I gotta say about Mugsy
Here ya go playas, it's M to tha C, yeeiss.

Mugsy, yeeiss
We tought you was Bugsy, yeeiss
Until me fadder told me, yeeiss
That your real name was Mugsy, yeeiss

I says Mugsy, yeeiss
We tought you was Bugsy, yeeiss
Until me fadder told me, yeeiss
That your real name was Mugsy, yeeiss

[M to tha C]
Me and Mugsy is BFFL, in the Aerostar there's the fousty smell
Mugsy's dad looks just like him
Sometimes he blends in with the hair on his chin
Mugsy's van got the all-season tires
Drives it for to long and she catches on fire
Now we're nearly finished this song, wouldn't you hate to see Mugsy in a thong
This is M to tha C spitting ta you
Mugsy's van can fit the whole crew
Even though there's only one seat
But that makes plenty of room for your feet
Don't get me wrong, Mugsy's a nice guy
I'm just saying how his ride is so fly, yeeiss

I says Mugsy, yeeiss
We tought you was Bugsy, yeeiss
Until me fadder told me, yeeiss
That your real name was Mugsy, yeeiss

I says Mugsy, yeeiss
We tought you was Bugsy, yeeiss
Until me fadder told me, yeeiss
That your real name was Charlie, yeeiss

Gagaga-gagaga-gagagazeebo UNIT!