27 Summers lyrics - Nas

Hit-Boy

Bitch, I'm in a good mood, good groove, pour me up (Ice)

The plane leave in thirty, fix your life, hurry up (Fix your life)

Ackee, rice, peas, puttin' curry over duck (Mm)

Courtside Rockets, Warriors, Curry up (Swish)

Smokin' weed in a tux, sippin' Ricard

Sitting on Governors Isle with all the killers

Premier movies with my man De Niro

And Johnny Nunez got all the pictures

Black-grown, black-owned

Black women is the backbone (Love)

Latin food in the back room

Big business, I'ma drop a new 'gnac soon

Followin' the cash rules

Rich, matte-black Rolls, yeah, I got 'em seeing ghosts (Ghosts)

Twenty-seven summers, that wasn't even the goal (Goal)

Blowing kush clouds and we all for the smoke (Smoke)

Black card, black Rolls, more black CEOs

Bitch, I'm in a good mood, good group pulled me up (Dino)

Mass Appeal, movies and music, sign with us (Al Pacino)

All my niggas millionaires, G-Code know what's up (What up, G-Code?)

What up, Jung'? What up, Stoute? What up, Ant? What up, East?

What they say about us? (What they say about us?)

Rich, matte-black Rolls, yeah, I got 'em seeing ghosts (Ghosts)

Twenty-seven summers, that wasn't even the goal (Goal)

Blowing kush clouds and we all for the smoke (Smoke)

Bitch, black card, black Rolls, more black CEOs