Miguelito

Miguelito may refer to:

  • Miguelito (artist) (born 1999), Puerto Rican reggaeton
  • Miguelito (footballer) (born 1981), Portuguese football wingback
  • Miguel Muñiz Fernández (born 1991), Spanish football midfielder
  • Miguelitos, a type of cake
  • Miguelito (footballer)

    José Miguel Organista Simões Aguiar (born 4 February 1981), known as Miguelito, is a Portuguese professional footballer who plays for F.C. Tirsense. A speedy player he can operate as defender or midfielder, on the left side of the pitch.

    Club career

    Born in Póvoa de Varzim, Miguelito joined neighbouring Rio Ave FC's youth at the age of 10. He broke into the first team eight years later, contributing with 26 games in the 2002–03 campaign as the club returned to the top division after a three-year absence, as champions.

    Transferred to Madeira's C.D. Nacional in the 2005 summer, Miguelito went on to be considered of one of the best left wingers in the Portuguese top flight. After an impressive season, in which he did not miss one match as the Madeira side qualified to the UEFA Cup (notably scoring against his former team, in a 2–0 away win), he was bought by S.L. Benfica on 22 August 2006, having previously been voted the league's best defender by newspaper Record.

    Midway through 2007–08, after having managed just three appearances in Portuguese League Cup, being barred by former Brazilian international Léo, Miguelito joined S.C. Braga in January, on loan. In August he was released by the Eagles and joined C.S. Marítimo, which had just qualified to the UEFA Cup.

    Miguelito (singer)

    Miguel Angel Valenzuela Morales (born January 5, 1999), known as Miguelito is a Puerto Rican reggaeton singer. He has released seven albums and is the youngest Latin Grammy Award winner certified by the Guinness Book of Records.

    Personal life

    Miguelito is the youngest son of a Puerto Rican mother and a Dominican father. His family has insisted that he lives a normal life, keeping him enrolled in a private school in Dorado. He currently lives in Corona, California.

    Professional career

    Starting his career in Puerto Rico, he has already performed in Latin America, including a 2007 tour in Ecuador, Colombia and the Dominican Republic, as well as the mainland United States. He has released seven albums. In 2009, he headlined "El coquí que quiso ser sapo" a children's musical written by Sunshine Logroño, his first serious incursion in acting. Also, that same year, he was called to be the main actor of the movie directed by David Impelluso, called Nadie Sabe Lo Que Tiene, that came out in 2010.

    Podcasts:

    PLAYLIST TIME:

    Bladerunners

    by: Mike Ladd

    [Intro]
    I've wanted to fuck you since we were, like, twelve
    An' I didn't know what to do
    How was I supposed to tell them I was sleepin with ya mom who was in tears
    For, like, the past three years
    Isn't that (?) anymore?
    [Bigg Jus: scratched]
    Inhuman
    [Bigg Jus]
    And it's on like that [x3]
    We inhuman on the track
    Bigg Jus, El-P, check it (here's what I want you to do)
    Yo Mike L-A-D-D
    Bigg Jus and E-L-dash-P
    Two thousand and twelve AD
    Motherfuckin dead machines
    Bounty hunter gunner with blade runner
    Thirty eye medula toolie
    Smoke the dust free proof
    My mad is fusion with the blood protrudin
    I saw this mix delicacy weavin across the room full of imposters
    Full lips with the thickness of a loud Irish rasta
    I was like yo I'm Bigg Jus I'm unpredictable with nitro proofs
    Be swimmin in glycerin and iodine ignitin moves
    Saw you across the room strokin that silky pussy
    Yo what kind of cat is that a light grey eyed Persian?
    Stuck her tongue in the air she giggled
    We was in the M5 swervin
    Shit talkin ideaology
    She like starin me up and down pathologically
    I'm thinkin gynaecology
    Sayin her name was (?) but call me if you please
    I like that old Foxy Brown song
    Keep y'all niggaz livin on ya knees
    Actually I got a MD her statistics are MIT
    Place any square root in front of my optical
    I can break that shit down to the smallest possible atom
    Smashin it
    Plus got a fellowship grant in synthetic dynamics
    Programmin Nexus 6 brain fluid fools
    14 different reaction postures with like all types of moods
    2001 test functions ensure the titties swing properly
    Disease resistant circuitry
    Plus suckin dicks sloppily
    I pulled out the nine directional wave transmitter vagina finder
    Then hit it to the brain box burst with orgasmic seismic
    The bitch backflipped and yolked me up in a Heimlich
    Turned to me expressionless with a dead look in her eyes
    Reached inside her body cavity
    Pulled out the magnesium nine
    Then dialled the forty one sendin for Armageddon
    I know Bigg Jus impervious but the shell went in...
    [Mike Ladd]
    CEB, Blade Runner stee', it's all of us, you and me, stuck in monopolies [x4]
    [El-P]
    Yo yo yo yo
    My dwellin functions dual functional purpose
    It's lessen on the surface
    I roam with a worthless earnin blendin
    A veteran with one death in the endin
    Swift on a lurk call me Nexus
    My three momma team attempt at time mendin
    My cellulite is flesh like your family at best
    Broken down with an advanced combination of what man made and what man is
    But while I wasn't told in advance but the plan has got me frantic
    I can't handle this shit
    Blade runner stilo means death
    Why don't we dance but shit on me baby
    I'ma cool Joe
    Givin the people life cos they live four years then get smoked
    I'm positive I'm worth more than this treatment
    But the other right me squeals in secret
    Your politics come directly from mono television speakers impeded frequent
    Amongst the working class acted original but quite flaccid
    You wouldn't recognise my Nexus 6 Fonz
    Detected nonchalant through my lack of pupil response
    Dirty, desperate, unimpressed, separate, soldier sodom with circuitry
    Contagion playin me bent to prevent me from gettin older
    My tears blend to where the rain went
    Well blade baby, outrun a contagion
    Style gunners flip shit amazin
    Till death call me Deckard
    I've seen slave ships off the shores of Orion fire blazin...
    [Mike Ladd]
    CEB, Blade Runner stee', it's all of us, you and me, stuck in monopolies [x4]
    My ineffectual elections are infectious in the twilight of megalopolis
    Hip hop is
    Gettin off on this
    Chaos
    As it is perceived
    Fifty milion suckers crawl on hands and knees
    To worship and believe
    at ATMs and psychic friends networks
    But that surround us
    As we do Babylon by bus
    Straight to Rikers
    Run by guns with cops that used to be Nazi bikers
    Umemployed writers type up eulogies for freedom fighters
    Gone Republican
    Who's rubbin them brain cells
    I gots
    Gridlocked in my city block
    AKA cell block
    Shellshocked
    Got a lot from Atlanta to Woodstock, Boston to Washington
    New York's just downtown mega city one
    Guns are like jewellery
    I'm carryin tomfoolery
    I'm soothin me with over information
    and loopety loops pump through my veins like Thorazine in hula hoops
    Must stay awake, can't sleep in hype and glamour
    We live in the afterfuture, and that takes mad stamina
    We be blazin through stars like star blazin shout lasers
    And Luke Skywalker touches a street walker in a kung fu suit
    So let me be more like Sebastian
    Have a passion for chess
    Kick a pawn to King Four
    No more than happiness
    We be treated like replicants AKA refugees
    Despised and lied to by Peter Jennings and jacked cavities
    So bust a cap with me
    Before they raffle me off at the police state fair
    Everybody plays Pierre
    Singin "I don't care"




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