Lyrics: Summerlin. So Make Your Move. I Call The Shots.

I walk in the room, I hold your stare
We?re wasting our time just stood here
I am the silence this moment needs
I am the weakness in your knees

Woah
Woah

There?s competition in this room
I take my steps make every move
Cause baby I?m bad news
You?ll make front page tonight
Hit me up and say those words
You know I want and long to hear
Cause baby I?m bad news
You?ll make front page tonight

It?s the end of the night all eyes on you
I don?t know how you make it look so easy
You have my attention I?m a mess
I?m slurring my words I need to second guess

Woah
Woah

There?s competition in this room
I take my steps make every move
Cause baby I?m bad news
You?ll make front page tonight
Hit me up and say those words
You know I want and long to hear
Cause baby I?m bad news
You?ll make front page tonight

Well now I?m in your reach
I call the shots so why don?t we take off

There?s competition in this room
I take my steps make every move
Cause baby I?m bad news
You?ll make front page tonight
Hit me up and say those words
You know I want and long to hear
Cause baby I?m bad news
You?ll make front page tonight