[Verse 1]

Oh mother, sweet caroline

Feels like you shot me with a 38 or a 45

And my hearts bleeding baby

Can't feel my legs I'm paralyzed

I know you just in it for the moment

So I'll enjoyed the ride

[Hook]

Eyes start rolling in

The back of my head

Girl I'm already gone

I can see all of nothing

What's happening

Can't even look at your face

Girl I'm fading away

Girl your drug is automatic

[Chorus]

Higher than a fan

One sip of that, lights out

I'm just floating above the clouds

It really feels like life

Sweet love of mine

Ohh

You're my sweet caroline

My sweet caroline

[Verse 2]

Oh baby I'm down

As long as you do the same

I'll try the same shit

Right now, right now

Baby tell me when you start to feel it

Damn ya fine

Yeah baby

Just let go of all the emotion

All the emotion

Just let it out

Flow with me

[Hook]

Eyes start rolling in

The back of my head

Girl I'm already gone

I can see all of nothing

What's happening

Can't even look at your face

Girl I'm fading away

Girl your drug is automatic

[Chorus]

Higher than a fan

One sip of that, lights out

I'm just floating above the clouds

It really feels like life

Sweet love of mine

Ohh

You're my sweet caroline

My sweet caroline

[Verse 3 busta rhymes]

Here I go

When I step up in the spot like another block

When the nigga drop stop, you ain't even got a clue

Regularly man, a man that need to be seen

Medically tell me what you really wanna do

Generally niggas think they better than me boo

Niggas really tryna put they foot up in my shoe

That's right I'm independent, I don't really understand it

That's when I let 'em down, I'm tryna get a better view

Genuinely see the way I regularly choose

Whack niggas bitch, I'm up to legendary view

Something from benal they already really knew

Instead of tryna fuck you need to get a better crew

Lights out, switch, I came up real close

Didn't know I back down, I don't wanna let it go

Damn folks, shawty wanna stand close

When a nigga bang those and I really blow

I didn't really wanna knew it

Then what? he gets a nigga that be flowing like a fluid

And I can damage a nigga, get every time on that, nigga

Get up on, it's nothing

We know the thing, we really do it

And ain't nothing really to it

Pull up, stop

How bout a drop top? then I'm out, I got my glock cocked

It's always you that's over here

You not hop on the mic on a wrong black knock

Ya'll niggas know what it is

And you know the way I put it down for em

That's right, got em loose

And it ain't nothing baby girl,

You can see the grap on em

Now ya'll don't really want to get a better note

Fireworks, nigga I be givin em a show

Let me chill though I really met a pretty little hoe

Make her bounce on me but a nigga gotta go

[Chorus]

Higher than a fan

One sip of that, lights out

I'm just floating above the clouds

It really feels like life

Sweet love of mine

Ohh

You're my sweet caroline

My sweet caroline