Kesha, Big Freedia - Raising Hell (One World: Together At Home) lyrics
[Kesha, Big Freedia - Raising Hell One World: Together At Home lyrics]
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 spirit's
Somethin' wicked (O oh)
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
(O oh)
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 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 misfit's of creation
(You're welcome, ah)
Take this as your holy validation (Come on)
You don't need to have your celebratin'
(Sing it, Kesha, bitch)
This is our salvation
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 spirit's
Somethin' wicked (O oh)
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
(O oh)
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 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 misfit's of creation
(You're welcome, ah)
Take this as your holy validation (Come on)
You don't need to have your celebratin'
(Sing it, Kesha, bitch)
This is our salvation