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Ke$ha( Kesha )
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Raising Hell
Lyricist：Kesha Sebert, Ajay Bhattacharyya, Stephen Wrabel, Sean Douglas
Composer：Kesha Sebert, Ajay Bhattacharyya, Stephen Wrabel, Sean Douglas
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 fucked 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 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
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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 shit (Uh huh)
Beat like this, wanna shake my ooh
Oh, dang, this that shit (Ah, ah)
Beat like this, wanna shake my ooh
Aw, dang, this that shit (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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