Raising Hell Justin Caruso Remix Ft Justin Caruso Big Freedia Lyrics | Kesha

Raising Hell Justin Caruso Remix

[Intro: Kesha & Big Freedia]
Ooh, oh, oh, oh
Let's go

[Verse 1: Kesha]
Hallelujah
I’m still here, still bringin' it to ya
Ohm, like Buddha
Good girls know how to get hard too, ya

[Pre-Chorus: Kesha & Big Freedia]
I'm all fuc*** 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

[Chorus: Kesha]
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)

[Verse 2: Kesha & Big Freedia]
Hands up, witness
Solo cup full of holy spirits
Somethin' wicked (Ooh)
Speakin’ in tongues in my blood-red lipstick (Brrah)

[Pre-Chorus Kesha & Big Freedia]
I’m all fuc*** 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

[Chorus: Kesha]
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 (Ah!)

[Break: Kesha]
Can I get an amen?
This is for the misfits of creation
Take this as your holy validation
You don't need to hide your celebratin'
This is our salvation

[Bridge: Kesha, Big Freedia, Kesha & Big Freedia]
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

[Chorus: Kesha]
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

[Break: Kesha & Big Freedia]
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

[Chorus: Kesha]
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

[Outro: Kesha]
Can I get an amen?
This is for the misfits of creation
Take this as your holy validation
You don't need to hide your celebratin'
This is our salvation.