Lyrics Eric Bellinger – Staring At The Ceiling
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Rock me baby
Hand me my grinder
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 shit 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)
Let’s get blown, first we make love, then we fall asleep and when we wake up
Pass me that lighter
Come with me to outer space, yeah
You forget about the shit 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)
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)
We’ll be staring at the ceiling (drifting away)
We’ll be staring at the ceiling (sheesh, so high, so high)
We’ll be staring at the ceiling (floating away)
This that sexual healing
If you need it, girl, I got the key
Rev at ease 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
Then we’ll be staring at the ceiling (so high, so high)
We’ll be staring at the ceiling (drifting away)
We’ll be staring at the ceiling (sheesh, so high, so high)
We’ll be staring at the ceiling (floating away)
This that sexual healing
