Devil In A New Dress оригинальные аккорды для гитары от 
Kanye West 
Тональность: B major
Intro 1
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Uh, uh
D#m7
I love it though, hah, you know? Uh
Chorus 1
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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
F#/G#
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
Verse 1
but tonight I need some consummation
may the gods be with us
In that magic hour I seen good Christians
D#m
Make rash decisions, oh, she do it
F#/G#
What happened to religion? Oh, she lose it
she casually allure
Text message break-ups, the casualty of tour
and not love me no more?
D#m7
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
this what you really wanted, huh?
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
F#/G#
We love Jesus but she done learned,
a lot from Satan
D#m
I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting
but tonight I need some consummation
Verse 2
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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#m7
You got green on your mind,
I can see it in your eyes
wit' your face screwed up?
Don't leave while you're hot,
that's how Mase screwed up
the whole place screwed up
F#/G#
Maybe I should call Mase,
so he could pray for us
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
D#m7
But tonight you should have seen,
how quiet the room was
That's "Dior Homme", not "Dior, homie"
D#m
The crib Scarface, could it be more Tony?
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#m7
haven't said a word to me this evening
E
D#m
F#/G#
Cat got your tongue?
Interlude 1
Eadd9
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D#m7
D#m7
Eadd9
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D#m7
F#/G#
Eadd9
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D#m7
D#m7
Eadd9
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D#m7
F#/G#
Eadd9
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D#m7
D#m7
Eadd9
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D#m7
F#/G#
Verse 3
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
D#m7
Double-headed monster wit' a mind,
of his own
excess is just my character
All black tux, nigga shoes lavender
from all you outsiders
F#/G#
Had cyphers with Yeezy,
before his mouth wired (what?)
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
when I'm in my favorite papertag
When it come to tools fool I'm a Pep Boy
D#m
When it came to dope I was quick to export
F#/G#
Never tired of ballin',
Verse 4
so it's on to the next sport
So many cars DMV thought it was mail fraud
D#m
Different traps, I was getting mail from
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
F#/G#
God bless the man I put this ice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
D#m
I'm making love to the angel of death
D#m7
Catching feelings never stumble,
Outro 1
retracing my steps
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D#m
D#m7
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D#m
F#/G#
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