Kanye West - Devil In A New Dress Lyrics

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[Intro]

I love it though

I love it though

[Hook]

Put your hands to the constellations

The way you look should be a sin you my sensation

I know Im preaching to the congregation

We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan

I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting

We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation

[Verse 1]

May the Lord forgive us may the Gods be with us

In that magic hour I seen good Christians

Make rash decisions oh she do it

What happened to religion? Oh she lose it

She putting on her make up she casually allure

Text message break ups the casualty of tour

How she gon' wake up and not love me no more?

I thought I was the asshole I guess its rubbing off

Hood phenomenon the Lebron of rhyme

Hard to be humble when you stunting on a jumbotron

Im looking at her like this what you really wanted huh?

Why we argue anyway? Oh I forgot it's Summertime

[Hook]

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[Verse 2]

When the sun go down it's the magic hour

And outta all the colors that'll fill up the skies

You got green on your mind I can see it in your eyes

Why you standing there with your face screwed up?

Dont leave while you're hot thats how Mase screwed up

Throwing shit around the whole place screwed up

Maybe I should call Mase so he could pray for us

I hit the Jamaican spot at the bar take a seat

I ordered you jerk she said you are what you eat

You see I always loved that sense of humor

But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was

The Lyor Cohen of Dior Homme

That's Dior Homme not Dior homie

The crib Scarface could it be more Tony?

You love me for me? Could you be more phony?

[Hook]

Put your hands to the constellations

The way you look should be a sin you my sensation

Havent said a word to me this evening

Cat got your tongue?

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a bone

Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn your ass to stone

Stretch limousine sipping Ros all alone

Double-headed monster with a mind of his own

Cherry red chariot excess is just my character

All black tux nigga shoes lavender

I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders

Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired

Before his jaw shattered climbing up the Lord's ladder

We still speeding running signs like they don't matter

Uh hater talking never made me mad

Never that when I'm in my favorite papertag

Therefore G4's at the Clearport

When it come to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy

When it came to dope I was quick to export

Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next sport

New Mercedes sedan the Lex sport

So many cars DMV thought it was mail fraud

Different traps I was getting mail from

Polk County Jacksonville rep Melbourne

Whole clique's appetite had tapeworms

Spinning Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my J burns

I shed a tear before the night's over

God bless the man I put this ice over

Getting 2Pac money twice over

Still a real nigga red Coogi sweater dice roller

I'm making love to the angel of death

Catching feelings never stumble retracing my steps

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