Raising Hell

C   x3201x
F   13321x (Avoid barre chord by curling thumb over neck to play lowest string)
Am  x0221x
Dm  xx023x
Capo 4th fret

Intro

C  F  C    Am       Dm  C
      Mmmh-oh oh-oh       (let's go)

Verse 1

C
Hallelujah
F               C
I'm still here, still bringing it to ya
Am
Ohm like Buddha
Dm              C
Good girls know how to get hard too, ya (ah-huh)

Pre-Chorus 1

C
I'm all fucked up in my Sunday best
F                 C
No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress
Am
Hungover, heart of gold, holy mess
Dm             C
Doin' my best (ha), bitch, I'm blessed

Chorus 1

C          F        C
Oh, if you couldn't tell
       Am                                Dm      C
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
        C        F         C
Singing oh, mama raised me well
            Am                         Dm      C     N.C
But I don't wanna go to heaven without raising hell (get in)

Post-Chorus 1

C  F  C
        Get it
Am  Dm                C
    Drop it down low, hit it, hit the floor with it
C
Drop it down low, drop it down low
         F                 C                 N.C.
Drop, dr-drop it down low, drop it down low (get it)
Am
Drop it, drop it, drop it, drop-drop-drop it down, down low
N.C.
Bounce it up and down where the good Lord split it

Verse 2

C
Hands up, witness
F        C
Solo cup for the holy spirits
Am
Something wicked
Dm                  C
Speaking in tongues in my blood-red lipstick

Pre-Chorus 2

C
I'm all fucked up in my Sunday best
F                 C
No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress
Am
Only God can judge this holy mess (ah ah)
N.C.
Bitch, I'm blessed

Chorus 2

C          F        C
Oh, if you couldn't tell
       Am                                Dm      C
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
        C        F         C
Singing oh, mama raised me well
            Am                         Dm      C     N.C.
But I don't wanna go to heaven without raising hell (ah!)

Post-Chorus 2

C  F  C
        Get it
Am            Dm                C
   (Brr-rah)  Drop it down low, hit it, hit the floor with it
C
Drop it down low, drop it down low
         F                 C                 N.C.
Drop, dr-drop it down low, drop it down low (get it)
Am
Drop it, drop it, drop it, drop-drop-drop it down, down low
N.C.
Bounce it up and down where the good Lord split it

Interlude

C
  Ladies and gentlemen (oh shit)
Let's shake what the good Lord gave us
         F
(Oh yes, baby, come on, let's go)

Bridge

C
Aw dang, this that shit (uh-huh)
F               C
Beat like this, wanna shake my ooh
 Am
(Oh dang, this that shit
Dm              C
Beat like this, wanna shake my ooh)
C
Aw dang, this that shit
F               C              N.C.
Beat like this, haters suck my ooh
Am
Woo Lord, feeling it
Dm              C
Beat like this, make me feel that power

Chorus 3

C          F        C
Oh, if you couldn't tell
       Am                                Dm      C
We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help
        C        F         C
Singing oh, mama raised me well
            Am                         Dm      C
But I don't wanna go to heaven without raising hell

Outro

N.C.         C
Can I get an amen?
F           C                 Am
This is for the misfits of creation
Dm           C             C
Take this as your holy validation (come on)
F              C                Am
You don't need to have your celebratin'
               Dm     C
This is our salvation