Key: B major
Intro 1
E
E
Uh, uh
D#m7
I love it though, hah, you know? Uh
Chorus 1
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
E
E
Verse 1
but tonight I need some consummation
may the gods be with us
In that magic hour I seen good Christians
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?
I guess it's rubbing off
Hard to be humble,
when you stunting on a jumbotron
this what you really wanted, huh?
Chorus 2
Oh, I forgot, it's summertime
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
but tonight I need some consummation
Verse 2
the magic hour
D#m
And outta all the colors that'll fill up the skies
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
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
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?
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
Eadd9
D#m7
D#m7
Eadd9
Eadd9
D#m7
F#/G#
Eadd9
Eadd9
D#m7
D#m7
Eadd9
Eadd9
D#m7
F#/G#
Eadd9
Eadd9
D#m7
D#m7
Eadd9
Eadd9
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
of his own
excess is just my character
All black tux, nigga shoes lavender
from all you outsiders
before his mouth wired (what?)
climbing up the Lord's ladder
We still speeding, running signs,
like they don't matter
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
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
Spinning Teddy Pendergrass vinyl,
as my J burns
F#/G#
God bless the man I put this ice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
Outro 1
retracing my steps
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E
D#m
D#m7
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D#m
F#/G#
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsE D#m D#m7 F#/G# Eadd9
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