Real Reason Why Ayra Starr Looks So Beautiful - Don Jazzy
Don Jazzy talks celebrity friends
Nigerian producer, hitmaker, and musician Don Jazzy has been responsible for the success of many artistes over the span of many years. Also, as someone who has been in the entertainment industry for a lot of years, he has seen a lot and has a number of stories to tell about our favorite celebrities.
When Don Jazzy sat down with Kraks TV, he participated in a voting game in which he was asked a question and had to pick a Nigerian celebrity who fit as the answer of the question. It was an interesting question and Don Jazzy opened up about a number of our favorite celebrities including Davido, Sharon Ooja, Ayra Starr, and more. Here are the questions Don Jazzy was asked and the answers he gave.
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Speaking about why Ayra Starr is so beautiful when asked "Who is going to get hotter with age?" Don Jazzy said:
Ayra Starr. She's already hot. It's like she's getting hotter by the day. She's getting hotter by the day. She's too hot to handle. She's the most confident human being that I know. I think she's supposed to be an ambassador for people who don't have confidence. Big energy. Confidence is who you are, how you are, if you don't like it go and die. She's still going to get hotter than that. I think it's that confidence that is making her fine (beautiful) like that.
When asked "Who can you always hear before you can see them?", Don Jazzy said:
OBO. But it's not necessarily he himself. You might hear the 30 billion people. You hear police, you hear siren. They you will now know that obviously somebody is coming. Then when he now comes, you now hear him. So I think yes, Davido.
When asked "Who is most obsessive about how they look in pictures?", Don Jazzy said:
Ah! They're plenty oh. Every girl, they take like one billion pictures. They're plenty. Magixx. Boy Spyce sef is even like that. Toke Makinwa.
When asked "In a Truth or Dare Game, who would you allow lick a cup of ice-cream off your chest area?", Don Jazzy said:
That is simple. Sharon Ooja. She's my ultimate speck.
Finally, when asked "Who is most likely to be missing because they are missing their wedding day?", Don Jazzy said:
Me. I overthink things. I think I have tendency to overthink things. Am I sure? Am I ready? Is this really love? Are you really sure? Because if I go ahead and get married, I would want to try and see it through. Most especially because it has taken me so long to make up my mind. So even if it's a bad relationship, I might just want to die there. So I have to be sure. I think that's part of the reason why I'm actually taking time.
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