Raising Hell: accordi di
Kesha
Kesha

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Verse 1
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Ooh, oh, oh, oh
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Let's go
Verse 2
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Hallelujah
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I'm still here, still bringing it to ya
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Om like Buddha
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Good girls know how to get hard too, ya
Verse 3
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I'm all done up in my Sunday best
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No one can shame 'cause I love
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this dress
Hungover, how'd it go? Holy mess
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Doin' my best, yes I'm blessed
Verse 4
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Oh, if you couldn't tell
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We can always find the trouble,
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we don't need no help
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Singing oh, mama raised me well
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But I don't wanna go to Heaven
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without raising hell (Get in)
Verse 5
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Get it
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Drop it down low, hit it, hit the pole with it
Drop it down low, drop it down low
Drop, dr- drop it down low,
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drop it down low (Get it)
Drop it, drop it, drop it, drop- drop- drop it down,
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down low
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Bounce it up and down where
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the good Lord split it
Verse 6
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Hands up
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Witness solo cup for the holy spirits
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Something
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Wicked speaking in tongues in my blood-
red lipstick (Brrah)
Verse 7
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I'm all done up in my Sunday best
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No one can shame 'cause I love
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this dress (Ooh)
Only God can judge this holy
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mess (Ah, ah)
Verse 8
Yaaaas, I'm blessed
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Oh, if you couldn't tell (Oh well)
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We can always find the trouble,
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we don't need no help
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Singing oh, mama raised me
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well (Uh huh)
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But I don't wanna go to Heaven
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without raising hell (Ah)
Verse 9
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Get it
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Drop it down low, hit it, hit the pole with it
Drop it down low, drop it down low
Drop, dr- drop it down low,
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drop it down low (Get it)
Drop it, drop it, drop it, drop- drop- drop it down,
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down low
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Bounce it up and down where
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the good Lord split it
Verse 10
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Ladies and gentlemen
(Oh shit)
Let's shake what the good Lord gave us (Oh yes,
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baby)
Verse 11
Come on, let's go
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Aw dang, this that shit (Uh huh)
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Beat like this, wanna shake my oo h
Oh dang, this that shit
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Beat like this, wanna shake my ooh
Aw dang, this that shit
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Beat like this, haters, suck my ooh
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Woo, Lord, feeling it
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Beat like this, make me feel that power
Verse 12
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Oh, if you couldn't tell
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We can always find the trouble,
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we don't need no help
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Singing oh, mama raised me well
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But I don't wanna go to
Heaven without raising hell
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Can I get an
Verse 13
amen? (Ha)
This is for the misfits of
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cre ation (Ha)
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Take this as your holy validation
(Let's go now, come on)
You don't need to have
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your celebratin'
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This is our salvation

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