With our dreams, right
All of that fun stuff
This is from Beverly Hill Cops
Yeah
Uh, I call it my
My corny song
Kinda corny but I love it
This is one that I love from you too
Really?
Yes, do it, do it, do it

I can't sit here while I go nowhere (Okay, okay)
Chase my dreams through the polluted air (Yeah)
Walking on a wire
Running out of time
There's no room in this ol' heart of mine

Bill collectors waiting down the hall
Neighbors scream and crack the bedroom wall

Oh, nerves jump off the pavement
Passion hits the streets
Anger's cookin' in the city heat

World's too crazy, I can't take no more
I won't stay hеre locked behind thе door
Baby, stir it up
Got to break it up now
When I think about tomorrow
Ooh, I can't wait to
Stir it up
Got to shake it up now
If I have to beg or borrow
I'm not gonna take it anymore
Oh no, oh na

A blast from the real past
Beverly Hill Cops
That's right, Stir It Up
Yeah, Eddie Murphy movie
Did you know I had two of 'em in that movie?
Like you had yours, Claudine
Girl, we been in some soundtracks
Yes we have
Okay
That they would even think about us to, to
To ask us
You know, further, further what that story is in those movies and that kind of thing
Right, put a spin
I was proud to be asked
Me too
I was blessed
Me too
Yes
Absolutely
Yeah
Comes through the music
It really does
It does