Footwurkin’ Keke Palmer

[Intro]
Footwurk, footwurk

[Verse 1]
I feel that cold wind blow (ready to heat it up)
Late night, Chicago Heights (get low)
Southside, put on that show (feel the music)
All my boys on the block stay jukin' (yeah, y'all know)

[Pre-Chorus]
Footwurkin' in it here tonight
Feel the beat, getting me excited, we're riding the height
And I feel it comin' on
Footwurk 'til takes you high
Wanna know how we do it in Chi, when we ride in the height
And I feel it comin' on

[Chorus]
It ain't no thang just to work it out (footwurk!)
Just bring your game, show what you about (footwurk!)
It ain't no place, time to work it out (footwurk!)
Let yo feet work, let you head jerk
On your tip toes, kicking up dirt with your footwurk

[Post-Chorus]
Footwurk, and freeze, now stomp, stir it up, stir it up
Footwurk, and freeze, now stomp, stir it up, stir it up