Staring at the Ceiling (feat. Dom Kennedy)

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Huh, yeah
 Comin' live from the 323
 Rock me baby
 Hand me my grinder (yeah)
 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
 You forget about the
 Sshit you dealing 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
 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
 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
 And 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
 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
 We'll be staring at the ceiling
 (whoa, so high, so high)
 Staring at the ceiling
 (Drifting away)
 We'll be staring at the ceiling
 (Whoa, so high, so high)
 Staring at the ceiling
 (Floating away)
 This that sexual healing
 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
 And 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
 
 Huh, yeah
 Comin' live from the 323
 Rock me baby
 Hand me my grinder (yeah)
 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
 You forget about the
 Sshit you dealing 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
 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
 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
 And 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
 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
 We'll be staring at the ceiling
 (whoa, so high, so high)
 Staring at the ceiling
 (Drifting away)
 We'll be staring at the ceiling
 (Whoa, so high, so high)
 Staring at the ceiling
 (Floating away)
 This that sexual healing
 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
 And 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
 

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Duration
03:26
Key
5
Tempo
129 BPM

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