DJ Cuppy Opens Up on How She Fell in Love With Colour Pink Through American Rapper Nicki Minaj’s Influence

Nigerian billionaire daughter DJ Cuppy has named American rapper Nicki Minaj as her biggest inspiration
Cuppy also revealed why she fell in love with her popular signature colour, pink, as she said it was influenced by one of Nicki Minaj’s video
The disc jockey added that there would be no her without the American rapper, a statement which has sparked reactions
Nigerian billionaire daughter Florence Otedola better known as DJ Cuppy is making headlines after she opened up about how she fell in love with the colour pink.

Cuppy, who is famous for her pink signature in almost everything she owns, from her hair to her house, among others, said popular American rapper Nicki Minaj influenced her to like the colour.
“I’ve never actually explained how I fell in love with the colour pink: well it was When Nicki did her debut video for “Massive Attack” I had never seen anything like it. 12 years later and Nicki is still my biggest inspo. There would be no Cuppy without @NickiMinaj.”

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