RaisingHell

Raising Hell (Explicit) - Kesha/Big Freedia

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

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

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

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

No one can shame 'cause I love this dress

Hungover how'd it go 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 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

Drop it drop it drop it drop-drop it down down low

Bust it up and down where the good Lord split it

Hands up witness

Solo cup for the holy spirits

Something wicked

Speaking in tongues in my blood-red lipstick

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

No one can shame 'cause I love this dress

Only God can judge this holy mess

B***h 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

Ah

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

Drop it drop it drop it drop-drop it down down low

Bust it up and down where the good Lord split it

Ladies and gentlemen

Oh s**t

Let's shake what the good Lord gave us

Oh yes baby

Come on let's go

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 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