Devil In A New Dress Chords by Kanye West

[Start]

[Chorus]
E    D#m
■ Uh uh 
          D#m   
I love it though
          Emaj7                       
I love it ■     though hah you know Uh
                  E                 
Put your hands to the constellations
        E                                        
The way you look should be a sin you my sensation
D#m                                     
I know I'm preaching to the congregation
   G#m7                              B                   E
We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan haha ■


[Verse]
D#m                                
I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting
   D#m                                               
We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation
E                                              
May the Lord forgive us may the gods be with us
                               D#m       
In that magic hour I seen good Christians
                              B 
Make rash decisions oh she do it
                                      E 
What happened to religion Oh she lose it
                                       E     
She putting on her makeup she casually allure
                                      D#m 
Text message breakups the casualty of tour
                                        D#m 
How she gon' wake up and not love me no more
                                                 D#m
I thought I was the asshole I guess it's rubbing off
E                                  
Hood phenomenon the LeBron of rhyme
                                         E        
Hard to be humble when you stunting on a jumbotron
D#m                                                 G#m7
I'm looking at her like this what you really wanted huh 
       G#m                           Emaj7     
Why we argue anyway Oh I forgot it's summertime


[Chorus]
                  E                 
Put your hands to the constellations
        E                                        
The way you look should be a sin you my sensation
D#m                                     
I know I'm preaching to the congregation
                                                    E
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
G#m7                                B                
We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation
             Emaj7            E                        
When the sun go down it's the magic hour the magic hour
              D#m                                 
And outta all the colors that'll fill up the skies
                 D#m                                
You got green on your mind I can see it in your eyes


[Verse]
Emaj7                                           
Why you standing there wit' your face screwed up
E                                                      
Don't leave while you're hot that's how Mase screwed up
D#m                                            
Throwing shit around the whole place screwed up
G#m7           B                                
Maybe I should call Mase so he could pray for us
      E                                       
I hit the Jamaican spot at the bar take a seat
E                                               
I ordered the jerk she said you are what you eat
D#m                                       
You see I always loved that sense of humor
    D#m                                                
But tonight you should have seen how quiet the room was
Emaj7          G#m          
The Lyor Cohen of Dior Homme
E                               
That's Dior Homme not Dior homie
D#m                                    
The crib Scarface could it be more Tony
G#m7                         B       E    
You love me for me Could you be more phony


[Chorus]
Emaj7                               
Put your hands to the constellations
        Emaj7                                    
The way you look should be a sin you my sensation
D#m Emaj7 E D#m G#7 B E D#m
■   ■     ■ ■   ■   ■ ■ ■  


[Solo]
D#m7 E D#m G#m7 B Emaj7
■    ■ ■   ■    ■ ■    
E D#m Emaj7 E
■ ■   ■     ■


[Chorus]
        Emaj7  D#m7 D#m G#m Emaj7 E       D#m               Emaj7 E      
Haven't said a word ■   ■   ■     haven't said a word to me this  evening


[Intro]
    D#m             G#m7
Cat got your tongue ■   


[Verse]
Bmaj7 E                                                   
■     ■ Lookin' at my bitch I bet she give your ass a bone
                                          D#m  
Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn yo' ass to stone
D#m                                     
Stretch limousine sipping Rosé all alone
                                        D#m
Doubleheaded monster wit' a mind of his own
E          Emaj7                              
Cherry red chariot excess is just my character
E                         D#m     
All black tux nigga shoes lavender
                                       G#m7     
I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders
                 A#7                         
Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired
E                                                     
Before his jaw shattered climbing up the Lord's ladder
                                                D#m   
We still speeding running signs like they don't matter
                               D#m
Uh hater talking never made me mad
                                       Emaj7   
Never that not when I'm in my favorite papertag
E                                 
Therefore Gfour's at the Clearport
                                     D#m
When it come to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy
     D#m                                  
When it came to dope I was quick to export
G#m7           A#7                            E    
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next sport


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


[Outro]
Emaj7 D#m7 D#m Emaj7 E D#m
■     ■    ■   ■     ■ ■  
G#m7 A#7 B
■    ■   ■


[End]