Devil In a New Dress Kanye West (Ft. Rick Ross)

[Produced by Bink! and Mike Dean]

[Intro: Kanye West]
Uh
Uh
I love it, though
I love it, though, huh, you know?
Uh

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Put your hands to the constellations
The way you look should be a sin, you my sensation, uh
I know I'm preachin' to the congregation
We love Jesus, but you done learned a lot from Satan, haha
I mean, a nigga did a lot of waiting
We ain't married, but tonight I need some consummation

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
May the Lord forgive us, may the gods be with us
In that magic hour, I seen good Christians
Make brash 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 it's rubbin' off
Hood phenomenon, the LeBron of rhyme
Hard to be humble when you stunting on a jumbotron
I'm looking at her like, "This what you really wanted, huh?"
Why we argue anyway? Oh, I forgot, it's summertime