[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 f** 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 s**y gyal Gi mi the doctor or the cop s**y 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 p**y 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 k** 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 p**y 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