Kesha raising hell lyrics Ajay Bhattacharyya / Kesha Sebert / Sean Douglas / Stephen Wrabel

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Ooh, oh, oh, oh
Let’s go
Hallelujah
I’m still here, still bringing it to ya
Ohm like Buddha
Good girls know how to get hard too, ya (uh huh)
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, 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
But I don’t wanna go to Heaven without raising hell
Get in
Get it
Drop it down low, hit it, hit the pole with it
Drop it down low, drop it down low
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
Bounce it up and down where the good Lord split it
Hands up, witness
Solo cup full of holy spirits
Something wicked (ooh)
Speaking in tongues in my blood-red lipstick
I’m all fucked up in my Sunday best
No walk-of-shame ’cause I love this dress (ooh)
Only God can judge this holy mess (ah, ah)
Bitch, I’m blessed
Oh, if you couldn’t tell (oh well)
We can always find the trouble, we don’t need no help
Singing oh, mama raised me well (uh-huh)
But I don’t wanna go to Heaven without raising hell
Get it
Drop it down low, hit it, hit the pole with it
Drop it down low, drop it down low
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
Bounce it up and down where the good Lord split it
Ladies and gentlemen (oh shit)
Let’s shake what the good Lord gave us (oh yes, baby)
(Come on, let’s go)
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
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
Can I get an amen? (Ha)
This is for the misfits of creation (ha)
Take this as your holy validation (let’s go now, come on)
You don’t need to hide your celebratin’
This is our salvation
Songwriters: Ajay Bhattacharyya / Kesha Sebert / Sean Douglas / Stephen Wrabel

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