Raising Hell
Kesha
Intro Mmmh-oh oh-oh (let’s go) Verse 1: Hallelujah I’m still here still bringing it to ya Ohm like Buddha Good girls know how to get hard too ya (ah-huh) Pre-Chorus I’m all fucked up in my Sunday best No walk of shame ’cause I love this dress Hungover heart of gold holy mess Doin’ my best (ha) bitch I’m blessed Oh if you couldn’t tell We can always find the trouble we don’t need no help Singing oh mama raised me well N.C But I don’t wanna go to heaven without raising hell (get in) Post-Chorus Get it Drop it down low hit it hit the floor with it Drop it down low drop it down low N.C. Drop dr-drop it down low drop it down low (get it) Drop it drop it drop it drop-drop-drop it down down low N.C. Bounce it up and down where the good Lord split it Verse 2: Hands up witness Solo cup for the holy spirits Something wicked Speaking in tongues in my blood-red lipstick Pre-Chorus I’m all fucked up in my Sunday best No walk of shame ’cause I love this dress Only God can judge this holy mess (ah ah) N.C. Bitch I’m blessed Oh if you couldn’t tell We can always find the trouble we don’t need no help Singing oh mama raised me well N.C. But I don’t wanna go to heaven without raising hell (ah!) Post-Chorus Get it (Brr-rah) Drop it down low hit it hit the floor with it Drop it down low drop it down low N.C. Drop dr-drop it down low drop it down low (get it) Drop it drop it drop it drop-drop-drop it down down low N.C. Bounce it up and down where the good Lord split it Interlude Ladies and gentlemen (oh shit) Let’s shake what the good Lord gave us (Oh yes baby come on let’s go) Bridge: Aw dang this that shit (uh-huh) Beat like this wanna shake my ooh (Oh dang this that shit Beat like this wanna shake my ooh) Aw dang this that shit N.C. Beat like this haters suck my ooh Woo Lord feeling it Beat like this make me feel that power Oh if you couldn’t tell We can always find the trouble we don’t need no help Singing oh mama raised me well But I don’t wanna go to heaven without raising hell Outro N.C. Can I get an amen? This is for the misfits of creation Take this as your holy validation (come on) You don’t need to have your celebratin’ This is our salvation