Operator Lyrics - Ol' Dirty Bastard

[Chorus - Ol' Dirty Bastard & (Pharrell)] 

Operator! (operator!) get the police! (she so fine!) 

Operator! (operator!) get the police! (she so fine!) 

Look at that girl! (she so fine!) 

Look at that girl! (say it again!) 

Look at that girl! (must be a crime!) 

Look at that girl! (OWW!!) 

[Verse - Ol' Dirty Bastard] 

Yo! Met this bitch by the name of Subie 

She was a bad bitch, she had a big ol' booty 

She got me setting up when I went to the projects 

Bad ass bitch she was the one to holla at 

Had another bitch by the name of Pricilla 

You know that bad bitch, she taste like vanilla 

In my car looking good like that 

Getting money, making records, down with rap 

Saying to myself, no one can defeat me 

I got my dick out, see'mon bitch beat me! 

Let that shit out, go down your throat 

Nigga like me, never miss a note 

If rain I got coats so I can't get soaked 

Make a nigga know I take's that dough 

Get high like Supa Fly 

I'm the best, that's the shit now I don't know why 

[Chorus] 

[Verse - Pusha T] 

Bitch please! Come live out your fantasies 

Dollars and diamonds, like on my Ice Creams 

1K jeans wit belt and white tee 

I sling white balls give fiends a pipe dream 

Well in this scene in my british queen 

The ignition's on the left but yes it's the right theme 

Engine full of horses, chariots the king 

The be 's in the middle like it's tittie fucking the wings 

Pornographic, the voice so drastic 

Without a +Reasonable Doubt+ I'm +classic+ 

Cake-aholic the same way - that Dame Dash is 

But I bakes my cakes, bag 'em up in plastic (UHH!) 

Halloween 'em up, trick yeah I treat 'em up 

Lou' Vuitton a toe, watch how the hoes eat 'em up 

Ma I said I'm finger licking good, ah yes we Re 

As if invisible Juice, you niggaz can't see me! 

[Chorus] 

[Bridge - Ol' Dirty Bastard] 

If you ain't sweating there's something wrong, girl! 

(I aaaaammmmm) Say it louder! 

If you ain't sweating there's something wrong, girl! 

(I aaaaammmmm) Say it louder! 

If you ain't sweating there's something wrong, girl! 

(I aaaaammmmm) Say it louder! 

If you ain't sweating there's something wrong, girl! 

(I aaaaammmmm) Say it louder! 

[Verse - Malice] 

She so fine, all she need now is a baller 

Who better fit the bill? I myself, I'm a starter 

In the game, you could tell by the charter 

G4, Lear, or the Yacht in the harbor 

Mama come to papa, don't it feel at home here? 

All the comforts of it, you ain't got a care 

Don't love me wit your heart, love me from a far 

Now sit, look pretty like you came wit the car 

Diamonds in the ear lobe, wrapped in the mink 

Condo chillin, I be tickle pink 

Not worrying bout the next bitch or what people think 

If I say they don't exist, POOF the extinct 

Mama - no! we don't need the drama 

All we need is south beach, puffing on Habanas 

You just strike a match girl, do your man a honors 

Next week Cali, we up in Las Palmas 

[Chorus]