Raising Hell (Steve James Remix|Explicit) - Kesha/Steve James

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

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

Hallelujah

I'm still here still bringin' 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 walk of shame 'cause I love this dress

Hungover heart of gold 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 raisin' hell

Hands up witness

Solo cup full of holy spirits

Somethin' wicked

Speakin' in tongues in my blood-red lipstick

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

No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress

Only God can judge this holy mess

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 raisin' hell

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

This is for the misfits of creation

Take this as your holy validation

You don't need to have your celebratin'

This is our salvation

Can I get an amen

This is for the misfits of creation

Take this as your holy validation

You don't need to have your celebratin'

This is our salvation