Staring at the Ceiling (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Dom Kennedy & Eric Bellinger] Huh, yeah Comin' live from the 323 Rock me, baby [Verse 1: Eric Bellinger] Hand me my grinder (Yeah) Uh, girl, it's time to get away (Yeah) Baby, sit back, relax as I put on your favorite songs You know I got 'em all, yeah Pass me that lighter Come with me to outer space, yeah (Outer space) You'll forget about the shit you been dealin' with When we get high, yeah When niggas make you mad (Smoke, smoke, smoke it away) When everything all bad (Smoke, smoke, smoke it away, yeah) Let's get blown, first we make love, then we fall asleep And when we wake up... [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Dom Kennedy] We'll be starin' at the ceiling (Woah), so high, so high Staring at the ceiling (Yeah, woah), drifting away We'll be staring at the ceiling (Woah), so high, so high Staring at the ceiling, floating away This that sexual healing [Refrain: Eric Bellinger] If you need it, girl I got the key remedies to your body After you hit that weed Lay with me and it's over Make sure you rush right home After work and I got you [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Dom Kennedy] And we'll be starin' at the ceiling (Know I gotta hit somethin', baby), so high, so high (Ayy) Staring at the ceiling (Let's go), drifting away We'll be staring at the ceiling (Sheesh), so high, so high Staring at the ceiling, floating away (Let's go) This that sexual healing [Verse 2: Dom Kennedy] You look so good, I wanna toast you up Buy you a Roadster, what? That's the side effects of love Make it sound like sex in club No matter how upset you was You still text back, I delivered And walk you to your door like thriller You look so good, let's park by the ocean They was like, "What's all the commotion?" I keep runnin' out of Trojans Gold wrappers in the trash bin Random numbers on napkins Come on Eric, tap in [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Dom Kennedy] We'll be starin' at the ceiling (Woah), so high, so high Staring at the ceiling (Yeah, woah), drifting away We'll be staring at the ceiling (Woah), so high, so high (Let's go) Staring at the ceiling, floating away (Yeah) This that sexual healing [Refrain: Eric Bellinger] If you need it, girl I got the key remedies to your body After you hit that weed Lay with me and it's over Make sure you rush right home After work and I got you [Chorus: Eric Bellinger] Then we'll be staring at the ceiling, so high, so high Staring at the ceiling, drifting away We'll be staring at the ceiling (Sheesh), so high, so high Staring at the ceiling, floating away This that sexual healing It's Eazy