Mic Angelo aka Purty Tony Valentine

Mixtapes
Mic Angelos Music
Sangareemixes
Sangareemixes
Field Mob featuring Ciara Sangareemix
M.I.A. Paper Planes Sangareemix
Beyonce "Single Ladies Sangareemix" produced by Mic Angelo aka Purty Tony Valentine
Kat De Luna featuring Lil Wayne "Unstoppable Sangareemix" produced by Mic Angelo aka Purty Tony Valentine video edited by Mic Angelo
Jay-Z "Dirt Off Your Shoulder Sangareemix" produced by Mic Angelo aka Purty Tony Valentine video edited by Mic Angelo
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Mic Angelo featuring Amiye Fahari "Hello" produced by Mic Angelo aka Purty Tony Valentine video edited by Mic Angelo
Lyrics
"Dream Girl" co-starring Lyrikill produced by Mic Angelo Dundee
Verse 1
She walks through my dreams on the edge of my reality.
If all's fair in love and war my heart is a casualty.
She offers no amnesty. Just sexual savagery
and I take the title of her prisoner. Happily
ever after, but this is no children's story. Ricky D imagery, but she calls me Korey
as she scratches me, bites me, teases me, tempts me,
But no matter what she does she would never pinch me. My dream girl
Verse 3
She's the author. I'm the narrator of every endeavor.
Never been better nor ever so clever.
Comparable to cashmere, but softer than a sweater.
A tall glass of water, but perhaps wetter.
I'm the Champion Love, and you know she's a winner.
A thoroughbred horse of course, three course dinner.
Her hips have never birthed a child but go figure.
Still I act a mutha (ahem) fool when I'm in her.
Ashes to ashes to the fattest of asses.
I lust. That I must, but fell in love with her passion.
Imagine being perm pressed to the mattress.
And staring into pools past the prettiest lashes.
She is my addiction and its prescription.
Velveteen vulva voluptuous vixen.
And I don't really think you quite understand my frustration.
I'm in love with a figment of my imagination. My dream girl
"I'm So Swagnificent" featuring Smurfette produced by Mic Angelo Dundee
Hook - Smurfette
I'm so swagnificent.
This my world Homey.
Y'all just live in it.
Verse 1
It's the Royal Purple Goon Squad and yes we are a family.
If we're being formal you can call me Mr. Angie.
Make love to the track even though we just met.
And please don't quote me, 'cause I ain't said shit yet.
Carolina's dopest as the streets might have it.
I run with King James, Credible, and Dynamik.
Real kings, never phony MC's
and as soon as the beats drop I goes Loney and Cheese.
Angelo Dundee is in the building
and the swag on 0.1 in a billion.
The shit has hit the fan. Now it's pressing on the ceiling.
I'm the man in Japan. Big deal in New Zealand.
Lolo. You can recognize the Angels fitted
with the Carolina Swag. I just dress a lil different.
Purty Tony Valentine, I'm so swagnificent. This my world Homey. Y'all just live in it.
Hook
Verse 2
You niggaz know me. The one and only. Purty Tony.
Fly young nigga. A little thicker than bony.
Too hot to handle. Too complex to dismantle.
And the worst the haters can say is the nigga holds a candle.
All a nigga ever knew was money, clothes, titties, butts,
and how never to get smoked like the Philly guts.
Money, clothes, women, tennis shoes Pimpin'.
If you hear me rhyme about it you can bet that's how I'm living.
All the women wanna see him. All the niggas wanna be him.
Got a whole lot of swagger that I can give you per diem.
A lot of niggaz hate, but they don't ever change the channel
and the swag so solid that it's got its own shadow.
I'm a microphone vandal with a product for the fiends
and my nuts too big. Couldn't have got em in them jeans.
Country boy, still I make moves on these city blocks.
Girls love the swag, Dougie, doggy, and the diddy bop.
Hook
Verse 3
Noone on the corner. Rapper, trapper, nor performer
from Alaska down to Florida, from Maine to California
from the bottom tip of Texas all the way to the Dakotas
got a swag like the nigga that you niggaz hear before ya.
One of one swag with a fresh like Dana Dane.
My money's right. The Honeys tight and life's cool. I can't complain.
I'm running with the big dogs. Rottweilers. Great Danes.
Made moves with Amiye not the one from Paper Planes (M.I.A.)
Better cars, better clothes, better flows, better chicks.
Catch me at the Hawks game close enough to set a pick.
All you can eat seats. Life, is this it? Really?
Throw a wing on the floor. I'm laughing if it trips Bibby.
Carolina niggaz rap and niggaz think it's funny.
It's a long shot, but I'm still yelling money.
Niggaz did me foul, but I still made it. And one.
And yeah I rock til the jam done. Young.
"I'm Still Fly"
Hook - Drake
I'm still fly.
I'm sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings.
I'm still pulling out the Phantom and these haters can't stand him.
Nigga I'm still doing my thing.
I'm still fly.
I'm sky high and I dare anybody to try and cut my wings.
I'm still shutting cities down every time I come around.
Nigga I'm still doing my thing.
(repeat)
Verse 1
Purple Label shirt, Burberry slacks,
Now and Later alligators with the belts to match.
I'm so fresh head to feet
that these women joking 'bout a nigga sleep on Ziploc bed sheets.
Come spend the night with me. Take flight with me.
Not Bobby Brown nor the white, but I'll have you feeling like Whitney.
'Cause Mic really will have you walking off singing
You're the, you're the fucking best. Sounding like Drizzy.
I honestly forgot about the models that I dated.
I only speak on it because I know that y'all hate it.
So don't confuse me with them other brothers.
and ya girl love me so much it's ludicrous (Ludacris), but I love her, love her.
Got her on lock like Sing Sing.
Dundee's the Pinky Ring King.
Creased white tees since Bling Bling.
And I'm still still doing my thing, thing.
"Day N Night"
Verse 1
Day and night.
I toss and turn I keep stress in my mind.
I look for sanity but I can't find
a place to rest. To rest my head.
I think I've lost my mind.
Are you listening now?
They got my brother in the system now.
30 for robbery my nigga. How?
Plus he got murder charges pending. Wow.
Hook
'Cause day and night.
The alcohol it seems to free my mind at night.
I try to stop, but I just can't alright.
You say you feel me. Are we a-alike? Ok. Alright.
Day and night.
The alcohol it seems to free my mind at night.
I try to stop, but I just can't alright.
You say you feel me. Are we a-alike? Ok. Alright.
Verse 2
I'm too far gone.
Only women I trust are K and Arian.
My ex cheated, but said she loved me though.
And you wonder why I don't trust that...O
And after night
comes the morning bringing my apetite
for destruction now would you care to dine
with me by candlelight tonight?
Hook
Verse 3
Only the liquor's true.
Lately I see how all these niggaz do.
And I won't start on all these women too.
I'm a loner baby. My friends are few.
To help others sometimes I cheat myself.
No one listens so I repeat myself.
No one listens so I repeat myself.
No one listens so I repeat myself as if it's for my health.
Hook
"Ghetto" featuring Biggie and Tupac produced by Mic Angelo Dundee
Hook - Biggie
Another day in the ghetto.
One look outside and I'm already up set yo.
It's the same old scene.
Dope fiend, crack fiend, eyewitness news team.
Verse 1 - Biggie
I know how it feel to wake up fucked up.
Pockets broke as hell. Another rock to sell.
People look at you like you's the user.
Selling drugs to all the losers. Mad buddha abuser.
But they don't know about your stress filled day.
Baby on the way. Mad bills to pay.
That's why you drink Tanqueray. So you can reminisce
and wish, you wasn't livin so devilish. Shit
I remember I was just like you.
Smokin blunts with my crew. Flippin over 62's.
Cause G-E-D wasn't B-I-G.
I had to get P-A-D, that's why my moms hate me.
She was forced to kick me out. No doubt.
Then I figured out nicks went for twenty down south.
Packed up my tools for my raw power move.
Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves.
Hook
Verse 2 - Mic Angelo
This is where the news cameras only come for the bullshit.
The hustlers everywhere. Yeah, even the pulpit.
The others spend the late night hugging the block.
And the fiends looking for work but they ain't punching the clock.
The pigeon flippers and the kite flyers on the rooftop.
Every single ghetto got a Shorty Doo Wop.
Eastside, Back to Green, you know how the game go.
Southside Da Da Doe!!! There go that red Durango.
Mike makes no money from Jordans in these flavors.
All we ever learned is survive and stack paper.
Number one law of the jungle is Cash Rules
and my hood on my back. I ain't talking tattoos.
Chalk line 'round the red stains on the pavement.
Pour a lil liquor out. Different day. Same shit.
Sumter's Southside, all the way to Soweto
I would like to welcome y'all niggaz to another day in the ghetto.
Hook
Verse 3 - Tupac
And I can't help but wonder why, so many young kids had to die.
Caught strays from AK's in the driveby.
Swollen pride and homicide don't coincide.
Brothers cry for broken lives. Mama come inside.
Cause our block is filled with danger.
Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers.
Time changes us to stone them crack pipes all up and down the block exterminating black life.
But I can't blame the dealers.
My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels.
Shit's real, I know ya feel my tragedy.
A single mother with a problem child. Daddy free.
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor.
Gaming the hoochies hoping I can get to sleep with her.
It's a man's world. Stayin strapped.
Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back in the ghetto.
"Jumping Out The Window"
Catch me I'm falling. Catch me I'm falling.
I see that white light and my grandmama calling.
Goodbye to my nieces. Yes I love you darling.
Damn this ain't 25 from New Orleans.
Reggie Bush, nah baby this is Royal Purple.
Can't pass to the left. I'm the only one in the circle.
Smoking on purple. Sipping on purple.
If this shit was legal I'd probably do a commercial.
Yessir and the (syr)up burning through the styrofoam.
My ears just popped. Someone turn up my microphone.
The voices in my head just told me that my mind is goin'
back and forth like Mr. Rogers on the xylophone.
Last time I got this high them gals thought that that was cute.
Jumped off cloud 99 no parachute.
Landed downtown, started mocking the cops
and after that blacked out and started talking to Pac.
Right from the top I asked him to do me a favor.
Hang up and call back. I can't afford to call Jamaica.
The flow so stupid. The wristgame stupid.
Purty Tony Valentine. Carolina Cupid.
All I do is make love and music, pop champagne.
Presidential rock star. Facebook campaign.
Chris Farley swagger and the flow so ether.
If I can't have the game y'all can't either.
"Turning Me On"
Brown skin popping right. Swagger and the talk is right.
Get onstage and rock a mic. Baby you should know it's Mic.
They call me Young Lo. The best thing stroking right.
Tre Stacks on me and you looking like the Prototype.
Bowlegs walking right. Booty kinda soft but tight.
Lip gloss popping right. Damn.
I know a place called ecstasy. Do you wanna go with Mic?
If you down for the flight, baby we can go tonight.
Why you nervous? It ain't nothing to be scared of.
except the fact that you might get addicted when I tear it up.
It's Royal Purple. Now you're fucking with the best.
I'm a Peach Connoisseur and you're looking like V.S.
O.P. Oh me. Oh my. Oh yes.
You're a 10. If you keep it so clean, so fresh.
I'm a nasty young brother and you're turning me on.
I'll eat it up and lick the plate that you're serving it on.
"Oh My God"
Hook
Southside in the house. Oh My God. Danger.
Westside in the house. Oh My God. Danger.
Sangaree in in the house. Oh My God. Danger.
Angelo Dundee back with a banger.
(repeat)
Verse 1
Summertime's on the way and this is when I go hard.
Gone til November. I can send you back a postcard.
Dundee all the way baby I'm a true 'tard.
And I keep the whole crowd jumping like the Duke squad.
I'm Cam'ron (Cameron) crazy. Kanye crazy.
Still these muthafuckaz tryna have my baby
and as of lately these gals wanna date me.
Told me that they love me. Got a gal. Now they hate me.
Myrtle Beach every year baby they remember us.
Don't be touching on my tattoos. Girl I'm ticklish.
You can catch me on the strip drinking til my piss clear.
Bike Week am I going this year? Shit yeah.
I ain't make this here, but I produce tracks.
And I rap too Black. Can teach you how to do that.
Old track, new track. Beat it til it's blue-black.
Summertime's on the way baby, and the truth back.
Hook
Verse 2
Royal Purp, you know you can't beat us, so just get with us.
Dundee do the fool. Credible ridiculous.
The flow so ignorant. The wristgame stupid.
And I'm Dundee Love. Call me the Carolina Cupid.
Or you can call me Purty Tony Valentine.
If ya man got a swag baby he would rather mine.
Fitted Anaheim and in the mean time
I'm the dopest outta Caroline. He ain't lying. He ain't lying.
You can tell when Dundee is in the building.
From the smiles on the faces of these women and these children.
I guess they love a nigga 'cause the boy's so different.
Every body real, so I'ma keep it authentic.
Southside superstar. Sangaree celebrity.
Giving y'all hell, but the flow so Heavenly.
Link up with the dopest outta Carolina at
MySpace.com/CarolinaSwag
Hook
"Mean Shoe Game" The Fly Girl Anthem produced by Rick Flare
Chorus - Jay-Z
Do I to you look like a lame who don't understand a broad with a mean shoe game.
Who's up on Dot Dot Dot and Vera Wang.
Who's up on Dot Dot Dot and Vera Wang.
(repeat twice)
Verse 1
She said she was a model for a year and some change.
But she felt insignificant. Something like a tear in the rain.
I gave her an agent to give her the game.
And now I got the baddest chick in the game bearing my name.
She calls herself T-O-N-I Valentino you see.
It's similar to Valentine, which we know is me.
And she's a genuine article young'n she owes me.
She got a Chris Farley swagger now and she OD.
She's a runway monster in that Dolce Gabbana.
Kinda reminds me of a modern day Lola Falana.
She's a material girl living in a material world.
The real world holds too many inferior girls.
A new chapter in life. Now the page is turning
And she in love with all the Tiffany and the David Yurman
On top of her opera gloves looking right on her hands.
I ain't sayin' she shoulda killed 'em with it, but I understand.
Chorus
Verse 2
From Tokyo to Milan to Paris and now she's having tea
In one of them psychedelic dresses that was made by Alice Lee.
I'm so Carolina Republic. She's so bananas.
In a pair of Hollywould's at the Copa Cabana.
Everything from Just Cavalli to Rock and Republic
Or Seven Jeans when the paparazzi stop her in public.
Don't know her True Religion, but she worships Louis Vuitton.
Twice the Christian. Dior and Louboutin.
Shopaholic Nordy by nature. You know that she's fiendin'.
Gotta come back for the Fifth sack (Saks) she got outta Neiman
High maintenance. In order to match the price tag
You'll need a triple double very extra large brown bag.
Nothing can make her smile the way that Marc Jacobs shoes do.
I lied. You can make her smile with some Jimmy Choo's too.
I understand her game, so trickin' I never choose to.
Never ever been a lame. Do I to you...
Chorus
"Carolina Pride" featuring Ru Dowg produced by Rick Flare
Verse 1 - Mic Angelo
Carolina blue whips. Hottest nigga on the block
Since I was a young'n big wheelin' with a soda pop.
Carolina blue kicks. Carolina blue socks.
Carolina blue wrist. That's a Carolina blue watch.
Carolina polos. Carolina. Lolo.
In love with Carolina coupes and Carolina four doors.
Why I can't come through, Carolina blue jag
With the palmetto trees? Carolina blue tags.
Carolina swag. Cool breeze. Carolina sun.
Keep a Georgia peach, but I love a Carolina plum.
Wake up in the morning to a Carolina breakfast
That she cooked for me. I'm the Carolina Fresh Prince.
Purty Tony Valentine Carolina Cupid.
Driving groupies in and outta Carolina stupid.
And if you ain't feelin' this Carolina music.
Suck two dicks til you get Carolina blue lips.