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Raising Hell

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Ooh, oh, oh, oh

Let's go

Hallelujah

I'm still here, still bringin' it to ya

Ohm, like Buddha

Good girls know how to

Get hard too, ya (Uh huh)

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 (Ah), 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 raisin' hell (Get it)

Get it

Drop it down low, hit it

Hit the floor 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

Somethin' wicked (Ooh)

Speakin' in tongues in my

Blood red lipstick (Brrah)

I'm all f ked 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 raisin' hell (Ah!)

Get it

Brrah

Drop it down low, hit it

Hit the floor 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 s t (Uh huh)

Beat like this, wanna shake my ooh

Oh, dang, this that s t (Ah, ah)

Beat like this, wanna shake my ooh

Aw, dang, this that s t (Ah)

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? (Ah)

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'

(Sing it, Kesha, bitch)

This is our salvation

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