Vamos A La Playa
The Miamis Lyrics

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„All praise to the most high“, Shoutout DJ Khaled (hah)
Lebe so als wär' mein Kapital siebenstellig
Wusste immer, dass ihr lügt, wenn ihr sagt: „Luft und Liebe sättigt“
Ab heute Sterneküche mit der Gang im Caesars Palace
„Schickimicki Smoking“, wie Bond in „Casino Royale“
Baby, Miami Yacine riecht heute nach Dior Sauvage
„Kuzi ma Kuzi“, mein letzter Song hatte Hit-Potenzial
Tut mir leid, ich bin zu Straße à la Rich Homie Quan

Zu viele Hundesöhne reden viel am Telefon
Doch ich chill' lieber mit Sfera bei 'ner Fashion Show
Cruise im Drop-Top, Pussys auf Nak-Nak
Miami schießt auf euch mit Uzis aus Bagdad
Ah, bald auf dem Cover der GQ, als wär ich Idris Elba
Mon Amour, deine Lippen schmecken so wie Pfirsichnektar
Heute mir dir, aber morgen chillen mit deiner Zwillingsschwester
Salamu Alaikum, alle meine Dortmund-City-Fellas

Vamos a la playa, Baby, Präsidentensuite
Bentley SUVs, nur ein Tag im Paradies
Vamos a la playa, Baby, Gangsterrapmusik
Rémy Martin fließt, „All Eyez on Me“

Comeback à la Vinny Paz
Im Bademantel von Versace, Kette VVS
Russin auf Shem sagt mir: „Kak dela, priwjet“
Und sie will kuscheln, doch ich schick sie weg per easyJet
Ah, Miami Yacine mit 'nem Kilogramm Dope
Dreisternekoch serviert Gigot d'Agneau
Rheinische Straße, Brüder ticken für ein' Zusatzverdienst
Immer maskiert und bewaffnet wie die Mudschahedin
Häng' mit den Jungs ab am Block, pumpen 2Pac LPs
Mein zweites Album wird releast in einer Kunstgalerie
Ich sage: „Scheiß drauf“
Feinde gönnen nichts, denn ich bin immer Iced-out
Nach meinen Platinsingles wurden alle kleinlaut
F12berlinetta, bin unantastbar wie MC Hammer
Schlitze Rapper auf mit einem Teppichmesser
Ah, park' den Benz vor dem Four Seasons
Hype steigt, wie mein Testosteronspiegel

Vamos a la playa, Baby, Präsidentensuite
Bentley SUVs, nur ein Tag im Paradies
Vamos a la playa, Baby, Gangsterrapmusik
Rémy Martin fließt, „All Eyez on Me“

(Z-Z-Zeeko, Z-Z-Zeeko, Z-Z-Zeeko)
(Veteran)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Miami Yacine's "Vamos A La Playa" depict a luxurious lifestyle filled with extravagance and excess. The singer boasts of his wealth and success while referencing popular culture and celebrities. He mentions his love for designer clothes and expensive fragrances and raps about his desire to live a lavish lifestyle. The chorus praises the high life, with references to a presidential suite, Bentley SUVs, and Rémy Martin flowing. The song exudes an air of confidence and entitlement, with Miami Yacine feeling invincible, as if he's reached the pinnacle of success.

However, despite the glamorous lifestyle described in the lyrics, there is a sense of caution and danger that lurks beneath the surface. The use of words like "kill" and references to Uzis and the Mujahideen leave a sense of foreboding. The singer speaks of being unafraid to resort to violence if necessary and being surrounded by dangerous characters. The song thus portrays a life of both excess and danger, where the risks are high, but the rewards are higher.

In conclusion, "Vamos A La Playa" by Miami Yacine is a song that glorifies the high life while acknowledging the inherent dangers that come with it. The lyrics are a reflection of the rapper's life experiences and aspirations, which are characterized by a desire for wealth and success, along with a willingness to take risks to achieve them.

Line by Line Meaning

All praise to the most high, Shoutout DJ Khaled (hah)
Giving thanks to the higher power, acknowledging the influence of DJ Khaled

I live like my capital is seven digits
Living extravagantly as if I have a lot of money

I always knew you were lying when you said 'love and fresh air' satisfies
I never believed those who said that love and simple things were all you need to be happy

From today, Michelin-star cuisine with the gang in Caesars Palace
Eating luxurious food with my friends at a fancy hotel

Looking fancy like Bond in 'Casino Royale'
Dressing elegantly and fashionably like James Bond in one of his movies

Baby, Miami Yacine smells like Dior Sauvage today
I'm wearing an expensive cologne by Dior called Sauvage

'Kuzi ma Kuzi', my last song had hit potential
My previous song had the potential to be a big hit

Sorry, I'm too street like Rich Homie Quan
I'm unapologetically street and not afraid to show it

Too many 'dog's sons' talk on the phone a lot
Too many people talk too much on the phone and act like they're important

But I'd rather chill with Sfera at a fashion show
I prefer to hang out with my friend Sfera at a fashion event

Cruising in a drop-top with 'pussies' on Nak-Nak
Driving a convertible car with attractive women as passengers

Miami shoots at you with Uzis from Bagdad
I'll go to great lengths to defend myself and my team

Ah, soon on the cover of GQ like Idris Elba
I'm aiming to be on the cover of GQ magazine, like the famous actor Idris Elba

My love, your lips taste like peach nectar
My girlfriend's lips are sweet and pleasant to kiss

Today with you, but tomorrow chilling with your twin sister
I'm not committed to a single person and am always looking for new relationships

'Salamu Alaikum', all my Dortmund City fellas
Greeting my friends in Dortmund City with the Islamic phrase 'Peace be upon you'

Let's go to the beach, baby, presidential suite
Let's take a luxurious vacation, staying in the best suite available

Bentley SUVs, just one day in paradise
Let's enjoy the luxuries of life for a day, driving expensive cars

Let's go to the beach, baby, with gangsta rap music
Let's listen to aggressive rap music while enjoying our luxurious vacation

Rémy Martin flows, 'All Eyez on Me'
We're drinking Rémy Martin cognac and feeling like a superstar, just like Tupac's 'All Eyez on Me' album

Back like Vinny Paz
I've made a comeback like Vinny Pazienza, a famous boxer who returned to the ring after a severe injury

In the Versace bathrobe, VVS chain
Wearing a luxurious Versace bathrobe and a chain with very high-quality diamonds

Russian girl on Shem tells me 'how are you, hello'
I'm talking to a Russian girl online who greets me politely in her language

And she wants to cuddle, but I send her away on easyJet
She wants to meet me in person, but I'm not interested and I send her away on a cheap airline

Ah, Miami Yacine with a kilogram of dope
I have a lot of drugs, probably cocaine, on me

Three-star chef serves gigot d'agneau
A very accomplished chef is serving us a very fancy dish of lamb

Rheinische Straße, brothers are selling drugs for extra income
We're in a street in Cologne where some people sell drugs to make more money

Always masked and armed like the Mujahideen
I always carry weapons, just like the Mujahideen in Afghanistan, who fought against Soviet forces

Hanging with the boys on the block, listening to Tupac LPs
Spending time with my friends, listening to Tupac's records on the street

My second album will be released in an art gallery
My upcoming album will be launched at an exclusive art exhibition

I say, 'screw them'
I don't care about my haters or critics

Enemies don't want me to succeed, because I'm always wearing iced-out jewelry
People who don't like me are jealous of my success and my expensive jewelry

After my platinum-selling singles, everyone became quiet
After selling a lot of records, my critics stopped talking and became passive

F12berlinetta, I'm untouchable like MC Hammer
I'm driving a very expensive car, and nobody can touch me or my status

I cut rappers up with a box cutter
I'm dangerous and will attack anyone who messes with me

Ah, I park my Benz in front of the Four Seasons
I'm so wealthy that I can afford to stay at the luxurious Four Seasons hotel and park my car there

My hype is rising, like my testosterone levels
I'm gaining more fame and popularity, and my confidence is growing too

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Yassine Baybah, Yussef Bakir, Maikel Alfons Schulist

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