Raising Hell (Steve James Remix)

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 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