RaisingHell

Raising Hell (Justin Caruso Remix|Explicit) - Kesha/Big Freedia/Justin Caruso

Lyrics by：Kesha Sebert/Stephen Wrabel/Ajay Bhattacharyya/Sean Douglas

Composed by：Kesha Sebert/Stephen Wrabel/Ajay Bhattacharyya/Sean Douglas

Kesha：

Ooh oh oh oh

Hallelujah

I'm still here still bringin' it to ya

Ohm like Buddha

Good girls know how to get hard too ya

Kesha/Big Freedia：

I'm all f**ked up in my Sunday best

No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress

Hungover heart of gold holy mess

Doin' my best

B***h 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 raisin' hell

Get it

Hands up witness

Solo cup full of holy spirits

Somethin' wicked

Speakin' in tongues in my blood-red lipstick

I'm all f**ked up in my Sunday best

No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress

Only God can judge this holy mess

B***h I'm blessed

Kesha：

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 raisin' hell

Ah

Can I get an amen

This is for the misfits of creation

Take this as your holy validation

You don't need to hide your celebratin'

This is our salvation

Kesha/Big Freedia：

Aw dang this that s**t

Beat like this wanna shake my ooh

Oh dang this that s**t

Beat like this wanna shake my ooh

Aw dang this that s**t

Beat like this haters suck my ooh

Woo Lord feelin' 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 raisin' hell

Can I get an amen

This is for the misfits of creation

You're welcome ah

Take this as your holy validation

Come on

You don't need to hide your celebratin'

This is our salvation

Oh if you couldn't tell