Balader Lyrics in English Soolking , Niska

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Balader by Soolking from French to English.

Intro

Tou-tou-tou-touh

Baby, I'm making money, I get home late

It's light, I'm not much of a party guy

I'm lifted, cruising down the coast

My face is on every poster

I aimed way up high

Played all the way to Macau

You criticize but you're K.O

This is Soolking and the charo of charos

Oh yeah

She wants me to drink from her glass

Oh yeah

She wants to do it in the Range Rover

Oh yeah

She wants me to drink from her glass

Oh yeah

She wants to do it in the Range Rover

I'm gonna stroll around

But it's not like before anymore

I'll sing about the hood my whole life

Even if I go around the world

I'm gonna stroll around

But it's not like before anymore

I'll sing about the hood my whole life

Even if I go around the world

Pocketing kichtas, that's all we're good at

Algiers, Belize, Kinshasa

But why won't the binks leave me

I dropped the thing that makes them dance

She loves my music so much

She loves only that

Algiers, Belize, Kinshasa

But why won't the binks leave me

I dropped the thing that makes them dance

It's straight D

It's not the same as before

Chacal, don't think we forgot you

We'll come get you all over France

I get the tismé moving

I move the goods

The zone is mined

Gotta dodge the cuffs

Charlie, Delta, in the Latin Quarter

Diogo Jota or Ky-ky Lotin

Mean, mean, we wrecked the place

A bit longer and we're ballsy

Oh yeah

She wants me to drink from her glass

Oh yeah

She wants to do it in the Range Rover

Oh yeah

She wants me to drink from her glass

Oh yeah

She wants to do it in the Range Rover

I'm gonna stroll around

But it's not like before anymore

I'll sing about the hood my whole life

Even if I go around the world

I'm gonna stroll around

But it's not like before anymore

I'll sing about the hood my whole life

Even if I go around the world

Pocketing kichtas, that's all we're good at

Algiers, Belize, Kinshasa

But why won't the binks leave me

I dropped the thing that makes them dance

She loves my music so much

She loves only that

Algiers, Belize, Kinshasa

But why won't the binks leave me

I dropped the thing that makes them dance

I'm gonna stroll around

But it's not like before anymore

I'll sing about the hood my whole life

Even if I go around the world

I'm gonna stroll around

But it's not like before anymore

I'll sing about the hood my whole life

Even if I go around the world

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SONG MEANING

Balader feels like a late-night cruise with the windows down and the volume up. Soolking and Niska swap verses packed with swagger: piling up cash, gliding through cities from Alger to Kinshasa, and catching every eye in a shiny Range Rover. The beat is bouncy and infectious, perfect for the dance floor, yet the repeated “Ouh oui” hooks give it a playful wink.

Just beneath the flexing lies a loyal heart. Even while touring the globe, the artists promise to “sing the neighborhood all my life,” admitting that the binks – the block – never really leaves them. Balader is both a celebration of meteoric success and a reminder that fame changes the scenery, not the roots. It invites listeners to enjoy the ride, dance to the rhythm, and remember where they started.

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Soolking Balader Lyrics