Sharon Stoned Lyrics - Colette Carr

Fatal Instincts 

R-I-P-O-G-M-C 

I got a pocket full of stones 

that's why them call me Sharon Stoned 

I got a pocket full of stones 

That's why them call me Sharon stoned 

I got a pocket full of stones 

Colette-rika rika ring me along(2x) 

WHAT? 

six in the morning,police at my door 

duct taped Chuck Taylors across the hard wood floor 

and today would be the day that i didn't use a pad lock, 

a man busted in, straight looking like Maddlock 

Washed his bed, on my ass i was matched up 

before i knew it i was surrounded by mad cops 

oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, what do i do, what do i do? 

(motherfucker) nah, mother fuck you 

I ran to the bathroom and try to flush down the evidence 

never really evident that my stones was having sex 

but where i caught my rocks is irrelevant 

and before the water could flush down the bowl, 

officer dink head put me in a choke-hold 

knocked out my tooth and broke my jaw on the sink 

Malibu's most wanted, you're going to the clink 

that's what he told me, it's a fatal instinct 

chorus 

Now they're interrogating me like i am illiterate, 

I ain't saying shit, bitch till i get a cigarette 

through the two way glass, 

I know y'all are watching me 

coward ass police 

this is a mockery 

Got me bruised, battered and scarred 

held against my will for a trumped up charged 

he says i'm moving contraband all across border 

but his proof got ruined in the toilet water 

he said he has computer files, pulled up my picture 

and all of my lyrics are incriminating scriptures 

just then my spidey sense twitches 

you never had a warrant so sianara bitches 

this molocany has been going on too long 

dude i swear i didn't do wrong 

and you can't prove that i did any harm 

and i ain't crossed my legs with no panties on