[Intro]
Slip, slip, slip, slip, slip, slip, slip

[Verse 1: Butterfly]
Slip, slide, dip then take a dive
Planets lookin' high when we travelin' on a vibe
Cribs, dorms, grasshoppers in swarms
Thinkin' life is big, is that hip? Is it norm?
Psych-e-delic and fat
Flowers and beads and peaces and naps
Ah yes, planets got the blessed
Beats are played on Friday to get Monday off your chest
Kick live, dig into the quotes
Lose yourself and groove in the beauty as it floats
Hair, clothes, monochrome it ain't
Many different worlds in the sweet and funky joint
Pounds, hands, speakers and jams
Even those that flams get fitted in the plans
Light-years, sugar for your ears
Hip-hop is the fave, we been diggin' it for years

[Bridge 1: Doodlebug]
Funk, rhythm psychedelic money
Studied my lessons, got vision 20/20
Check out the glow, they need it, what we brought
Ladybug, don't we boom it from New York?
[Verse 2: Ladybug]
Yes we do, uh
Time, space, what is that like?
Just how we livin' when in the hip life
Kids, roll with hot buttered soul
From 125 right down to Ludlow
The juice, the cup, the token fare is up
The ancestors peace with the daughters of the dust
We just freaks, aquafunky beats
Vented to the streets from the boxes and the jeeps

[Bridge 2: Butterfly]
Nuclear is we, different time, different space
Up on planet Earth we brought the mad bass
Brung is the tongue they all can understand
I'm free so let me pass it to my G

[Verse 3: Doodlebug]
Check me out, Butterflies funk induced highs
I gain a better reason to smack me up a five
Bald caps, pleasurable naps
Time and space is fake and that's the real haps
Youth flights, land on Friday nights
Birds be with the cats, DJ's savin' lives
Soul, funk, jive and rhythm
Jams be 'til and 'til, but been funkin' since eleven
Sound drips comin' off the lips
Smuggled from the planets that freak the nine zips
Time, space, no one's is alike
Be you and just be you or be out
[Bridge 3: Ladybug]
That's right so
Step into the jams, let the sugars make you sweet
Kept it underhand 'cause the planets get you free
Ladybug Mecca with the groove in time and space
With the funk and rhythm butter chase
Goddamn, by some miraculous series of events we've been able to continuously freak fat clips
Yeah, my throat doesn't feel like Sam Kinison's must have after a show
Yeah, so as it seems I put my legs and feet up, we can chill

[Outro]
Hey cocoon club, as you can see
Music be light
The mind is time and space
Surrounding and pounding
Getting down
New sounds, new songs
Let me not prolong
Check it out