Devil In A New Dress chords and lyrics - KANYE WEST

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[Intro 1]
[E]Uh,[E] uh
[D#m]I love it though

[Chorus 1]
I love it though, hah, you know? Uh
[E]Put your hands to the constellations
The way you look should be a sin,
you my sensation
[D#m]I know I'm preaching to the congregation
We love Jesus but you done learned,
a lot from Satan
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[D#m]I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting
We ain't married,

[Verse 1]
but tonight I need some consummation
[E]May the Lord forgive us,
may the gods be with us
In that magic hour I seen good Christians
[D#m]Make rash decisions, oh, she do it
What happened to religion? Oh, she lose it
[E]She putting on her makeup,
she casually allure
Text message break-ups, the casualty of tour
[D#m]How she gon' wake up,
and not love me no more?
I thought I was the asshole,
I guess it's rubbing off
[E]Hood phenomenon, the LeBron of rhyme
Hard to be humble,
when you stunting on a jumbotron
[D#m]I'm looking at her like,
this what you really wanted, huh?
Why we argue anyway?

[Chorus 2]
Oh, I forgot, it's summertime
[E]Put your hands to the constellations
The way you look should be a sin,
you my sensation
[D#m]I know I'm preaching to the congregation
We love Jesus but she done learned,
a lot from Satan
[E]Satan, Satan, Satan
[D#m]I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting
We ain't married,
but tonight I need some consummation

[Verse 2]
When the sun [E]go down it's the magic hour,
the magic hour
And outta all the [D#m]colors that'll fill up the skies
You got green on your mind,
I can see it in your eyes
[E]Why you standing there,
wit' your face screwed up?
Don't leave while you're hot,
that's how Mase screwed up
[D#m]Throwing shit around,
the whole place screwed up
Maybe I should call Mase,
so he could pray for us
I hit [E]the Jamaican spot,
at the bar, take a seat
I ordered the jerk,
she said you are what you eat
[D#m]You see I always loved that sense of humor
But tonight you should have seen,
how quiet the room was
[E]The Lyor Cohen of Dior Homme
That's "Dior Homme", not "Dior, homie"
The [D#m]crib Scarface, could it be more Tony?
You love me for me?

[Chorus 3]
Could you be more phony?
[E]Put your hands to the constellations
The way you look should be a sin,
you my sensation
[D#m]Haven't said a word,
haven't said a word to me this evening
[E]Cat got your ton[D#m]gue?

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 3]
[E]Lookin' at my bitch,
I bet she give your ass a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn yo' ass to stone
[D#m]Stretch limousine, sipping Rosé all alone
Double-headed monster wit' a mind,
of his own
[E]Cherry red chariot,
excess is just my character
All black tux, nigga shoes lavender
[D#m]I never needed acceptance,
from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy,
before his mouth wired (what?)
[E]Before his jaw shattered,
climbing up the Lord's ladder
We still speeding, running signs,
like they don't matter
[D#m]Uh, hater talking never made me mad
Never that not,
when I'm in my favorite papertag
[E]Therefore, G4's at the Clearport
When it come to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy
[D#m]When it came to dope I was quick to export
Never tired of ballin',

[Verse 4]
so it's on to the next sport
[E]New Mercedes sedan, the Lex sport
So many cars DMV thought it was mail fraud
[D#m]Different traps, I was getting mail from
Polk County,
Jacksonville, rep Melbourne
[E]Whole clique appetite's had tapeworms
Spinning Teddy Pendergrass vinyl,
as my J burns
[D#m]I shed a tear before the night's over
God bless the man I put this ice over
[E]Getting 2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
[D#m]I'm making love to the angel of death
Catching feelings never stumble,

[Outro 1]
retracing my steps
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