Staring at the Ceiling (Remix)

[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

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