Lyrics:

[Chorus : Konshens]
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss funeral
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss

(Verse 1: Vybz Kartel)
Dem nuh si weh mi go
Fool still a suffocate in a the dusk
Nuh matter how mi beat dem It’s never enough
Yard people is re…
Hand grenade, one second delay
Dem a run, wi run without relay
Shell dem down the boss remain
Mi been here, disappear in tin air
And come back
Been there and done that
Is there a number? Mi set the standard
And defend the culture
Even if wid gunshot, people will puncher
You better prepare fi judgement
We walk and thunder
Mortal combat wi laugh and buss that
Breeze off a clutch back
Wi naw go back down, gravity fuck that

[Chorus : Konshens]
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss funeral
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss

(Verse 2 – Sean Paul)
Fat sexy gyal
Gi mi the doctor or the cop sexy gyal
Nuh waan no bruk body
No bruk body girl
Gimmi the purly white or the black girl
Nuh gi mi no talk mi wi tek weh you girl
Drop her off then ask who next pon the
Si a likkle browning a flex and a lurk
Call her meck shi come over come twerk
When mi talk nothing bout it nuh funny
Don’t talk to mi if you naw talk money
Bank account fi look bright and sunny
And the thugs dem a link in a the tint up sunny
Don’t talk too hard or you would a get box down
From one of the hot head in a the background
Tan deh, deh, pree, from morning a bare money
Girls and weed

[Chorus : Konshens]
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss funeral
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss

(Verse 3 – Konshens)
Yeah, count up, count up count up
Gyal pon top a gyal suh the place crowd up
Money bough, billy cyaa fold up
Gangster nuh fold money, every kyle roll up
Which pussy waan dead? Head bore up
Come a tough up face and a long mouth up
Wi links dem tall, wi nuh run mouth up
Suh wi kill dem soft, wi thing nuh loud up
Wi nuh care weh you come from
Could a spar wid fifty thousand gunmen
Diss Sherlock, Riverton man
Wi leave you body in a dump-land
Suh wa? Gi mi fat pussy Suzan
Mi have two pack a condom weh new brand
Wi nuh pose wid gyal
Dreyday wid you woman
You know the damn conclusion

[Chorus : Konshens]
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss funeral
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss

[Chorus : Konshens]
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss funeral
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Whole heap a money and whole heap a gyal
Bwoy diss