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Raising Hell (feat. Big Freedia)

Artist:Kesha, Big Freedia  Album:High Road  Writer:STINT/Sean Douglas/Wrabel/Kesha  Composer:STINT/Sean Douglas/Wrabel/Kesha  Release Year:2020 

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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 (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 (Ha), 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 raising hell (Get in) 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 Something wicked (Ooh) Speaking 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 Oh, if you couldn't tell (Oh well) We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help


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