Beyonce - Radio

I be on the hotline, like err’day Makin’ sure the DJ know what I want him to play You know I got my top back and my beat low Rockin’ my stunna shades and turnin’ up my radio I think I’m in love with my radio Because it never lets me down And I fall in love with my stereo Whenever I hear that sound Whenever I hear that sound Whenever I hear that sound The only one that papa allowed to hang out in my room with the door closed We’d be alone And mama nev