Текст песни Devil In a New Dress - Rick Ross , Kanye West
Uh,
uh
I
love
it
though
I
love
it
though,
y′know?
Put
your
hands
to
the
constellations
The
way
you
look
should
be
a
sin,
you
my
sensation
I
know
I'm
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
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
it's
rubbing
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
Put
your
hands
to
the
constellations
The
way
you
look
should
be
a
sin,
you
my
sensation
I
know
I'm
preaching
to
the
congregation
We
love
Jesus
but
she
done
learned
a
lot
from
Satan
(Satan,
Satan,
Satan)
I
mean
a
nigga
did
a
lot
of
waiting
We
ain′t
married,
but
tonight
I
need
some
consummation
When
the
sun
go
down
it's
the
magic
hour,
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?
Don't
leave
while
you′re
hot
that's
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
the
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?
Put
your
hands
to
the
constellations
The
way
you
look
should
be
a
sin,
you
my
sensation
Haven′t
said
a
word-
Haven′t
said
a
word
to
me
this
evening
Cat
got
your
tongue?
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
Rosé
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
not
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
appetite's
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
1 Lost In the World
2 All of the Lights
3 Dark Fantasy
4 See Me Now
5 See Me Now (Bonus Track)
6 See Me Now
7 Who Will Survive In America
8 Blame Game
9 Runaway
10 Devil In a New Dress
11 So Appalled
12 So Appalled
13 So Appalled
14 Monster
15 Power
16 Gorgeous
17 Gorgeous
18 All of the Lights (Interlude)
19 Hell of a Life
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