Lyrics: Mona Lavi/New Street Collective
Music: Mona Lavi/New Street Collective
Arrangement: Wen Jie
Producer: Hip Hop Starlord
Harmonies/Harmony Written: Mona Lavi
Flute: Mona Lavi
Recording/Mixing: Peng Zhang
Studio: LongBei Studio
Mastering: C.S. Paik
Mona Lavi:
Hey my mamma mamma
How are you doing now
I have a lot to tell you
Once I got home
Hey my mamma mamma
How are you now
I have a lot to tell you
Once I got home
Song Zhinuo:
Standard soprano. I'm getting up again
Pulling back the curtains is a timed bomb
Never consider the concept of the weekend
I hear grumbling coming from cleaning up the house
Daddy has long since avoided the lightning
Dodging away from the living room
Saying that I can't do the laundry and I don't even know how to cook
Every time I say I'm going to help you you end up not wanting to be in charge of it again
When clothes and socks have become a habit
I counted on my fingers
You will help me put it in the washing machine
I stayed at home and you said that I was too lazy not to go out
With my friends party and then said that I went back too late
The caller always asks me if the caller is a woman or a man
Like the Hong Kong and Taiwan Gossip Weekly, sometimes you're really annoyed
How old am I? You treat me like a little kid
The hair of a beautiful woman has turned gray
But you are my ever-so-beautiful mom
Without you we wouldn't have this happy family
Mona Lavi:
Hey my mamma mamma
How are you doing
I have a good time
I have a good life. p>
I have a lot to tell you
Once I got home
Hey my mamma mamma
How are you doing now
I have a lot to tell you
Once I got home
Zhang Han:
Sometimes I don't get it
Thousands of dollars for a pot is really something
You're a god at cooking
That makes it easy for me to lose sight of how lucky I am
Because you're my mom
Always used to asking for what I want from you
I'm supposed to buy you the best and finest skincare
I'm going to contract you the biggest bag, too
I'm going to buy you the biggest bag, too
I'm going to buy you the biggest bag, too. I owe you a lot of confessions
Lots of flowers, lots of love
You don't have to worry about yourself
No one will take care of you when you're old
Look at me and my dad competing to be the first to pander to you
You've got a great dance step that kills all the rest of your class
Meanwhile, I'm going to take care of you in the future
I'm not sure how much I'll win the fight. A bunch of my mom is the best
But just watching TV and fall asleep
Mom you are a model worker you contribute the most to the family
You do not need to save money for me to yourself do not be reluctant
Forgive this abominable work
Let me not be able to spend time with you
You have given me a life time may not be able to finish you
Mona Lavi:
Hey my mamma mamma
How are you doing now
I have a lot to tell you
Once I got home
Hey my mamma mamma
How are you doing now
I have a lot to tell you
Once I got home
Hey my mamma mamma
How are you now
I have a lot to tell you
Once I got home
Hey my mamma mamma
How are you doing now
I have a lot to tell you
Once I got home